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Why can't you see we are meant to be? It kills me that we speak every day, we are both known to each other yet you treat me like I am just this time filler, someone to make you feel wanted. We met one drunken night and happened to click and as we were leaving I stupidly gave you my number- the beginning of the end. You messaged me the following day and our conversations have been endless. Our thoughts, opinions, beliefs all matching so why cant you see we are meant to be. I’ve seen you once sober which was hard enough to organize but it was incredible, we spoke for two hours laughing, sharing stories, aspirations which were of course amazingly similar. To set the record straight I am not a needy person nor do I require attention to survive but when you know something is meant to be, it ultimately changes you making you vulnerable and anxious for his reply. We saw each other out again this weekend and inevitably ended up going home together though I was very conscious not to ‘seal the deal’ as I want it to be more than that, not just kicked to the curb, forgotten like another one-nighter. The following morning it was so natural and beautiful, flirtatious and playful that I knew it would kill me, as the moment became a memory. I know that you feel something too, I do, I guess sometimes you just know, I’m just not sure how to break down your barrier...
How do I make him realize we have something so special, so hard to find, right in front us?
Why can't you see we are meant to be? It kills me that we speak every day, we are both known to each other yet you treat me like I am just this time filler, someone to make you feel wanted. We met one drunken night and happened to click and as we were leaving I stupidly gave you my number- the beginning of the end. You messaged me the following day and our conversations have been endless. Our thoughts, opinions, beliefs all matching so why cant you see we are meant to be. I’ve seen you once sober which was hard enough to organize but it was incredible, we spoke for two hours laughing, sharing stories, aspirations which were of course amazingly similar. To set the record straight I am not a needy person nor do I require attention to survive but when you know something is meant to be, it ultimately changes you making you vulnerable and anxious for his reply. We saw each other out again this weekend and inevitably ended up going home together though I was very conscious not to ‘seal the deal’ as I want it to be more than that, not just kicked to the curb, forgotten like another one-nighter. The following morning it was so natural and beautiful, flirtatious and playful that I knew it would kill me, as the moment became a memory. I know that you feel something too, I do, I guess sometimes you just know, I’m just not sure how to break down your barrier...
How do I make him realize we have something so special, so hard to find, right in front us?
