Perhaps.
Just perhaps, this isn’t it.
Perhaps, this is just what it was, a friends with benefits thing. Perhaps this just two lonely people getting together to try things out.
Maybe my feelings for you isn’t as strong as I thought it was and that yours for me is a lot stronger than I thought.
Maybe.
Just perhaps, that it isn’t meant to be.
Just perhaps.
* * *
Friends.
Is it more or am I just incapable of not feeling anymore?
Am I just self-sabotaging myself to be able to be in something? I don’t think I want to believe that I am.
Maybe I am just incapable or maybe it is just that I don’t feel anything special.
I don’t know.
Are the lack of similar interests that important to me? Our different taste in movies and that I love to read and she doesn’t, are these reasons getting in the way of it becoming something more, something stronger?
Or is it just that I’m difficult and I just don’t know what I want.
From an outside perspective, it seems like things aren’t going to work in the long run.
Am I sticking it out in hopes that things would get better or it may be out of convenience?
It’s not like things aren’t bad.
Things are good. I like her and I do enjoy my company.
But there are times when I feel that I need my space and I need some alone time.
I’m going to hurt her.
I really don’t know what to do.
* * *
Decisions.
I have some decisions to make and a lot of thing to think over.
Relationships.
Maybe I’m just not meant for them. Maybe I am just not equipped to be in one.
I am a living contradiction, a man that is of two minds and two hearts, pulled in separate ways — never being able to be one.
A lot to mull over.
* * *
Guilty.
Going on a date and she doesn’t know. I felt guilty.
* * *
What to do?
Talk it out. Talk it out with a third party that knows us.
Talk it out.
* * *
Time.
Time will tell what will happen.
She’s not the only one on my mind as my heart still hasn’t moved on yet.
Ms. D is still there, lingering.
I’m just waiting on something that will never happen.
I’m waiting because it is safe.