And that was the beginning of another moody week-end. I kept talking on the phone until I got to Fundeni, giving stingy comments on whatever I was hearing from the other line, and always interpreting in an opposite manner towards my (so called) boyfriend. I've got no other name for the guy I know even if he doesn't fit any type of relation with me. Sure he was playing along with my chattering, not actually saying anything but using a lot of words. He was just replying to my complaints like he was only throwing a tennis ball back. I didn't mind that much, although after I hanged up on him I was on the point of crying, but still I was holding on to the courage of continuing my shopping experience.
When I got to the place where I was supposed to find the most perfect pair of girly boots, constantly having this feeling that I won't actually be able to like anything because of my annoying conversation with one of my boys (would it be too unpleasant to say it like that? I use it only as an irony), so after having this disturbing conversation with my guy (or whoever's guy cause he's not mine anyway), I chose to call him again. I told him in simple words that I don't want to talk to him anymore, and for that I don't have to always find a reason to fight. The only bad part about this image is that he didn't say anything about it. And this is the way I ended another potential-looking-serious-but-not-that-serious-genuine-but-not-appropriate relationship.
In the end, meaning today, I've asked myself what do I truly want from another guy, do I want to keep it serious or just to have somebody always on my tail. And I agreed for the moment that I prefer a serious approach to a relationship. And then, the following question came easily, in this case why am I spending time with games ?





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