A Very Heavy Entry
Mood:
not sure
Now Playing: Jazz via my iPod
Well, yesterday it happened. To be succinct, Christy told me that she wasn’t going to break things off with Steve before she comes down here for spring break. After thinking about it yesterday evening, sleeping on it last night and pondering it during my break between classes today, I finally was able to break down my rather disjointed string of thoughts and make them semi-intelligible. The following is what I wrote this morning, and I shall preface it with this: Take of this what you will. I don’t know if these opinions are right or wrong, more than likely a combination of both. I’m open to the possibility that I may be off-base with some of them. The following is merely what I’ve been thinking for the past day or so. With that, read on…
"The key to a great story is not who, or what, or where, or when...but *why*." --Elliot Carver-
I guess that’s really the question I should be asking myself. Why am I feeling the way I am? The answer must be somewhat complicated, or I wouldn't be enjoying the trouble expressing myself that I am. Honestly, I am somewhat surprised that I feel as cruddy as I do, given the fact I have felt this coming for a while now. I suppose the absolute finality of hearing it directly from her is what got to me. Or maybe I just care about her. Damnit. If only she didn’t have me under her spell. Be a hell of a lot easier and I’d feel a hell of a lot better. I guess better isn’t quite the way to describe it. I’d feel a hell of a lot less. Six in one hand, a half-dozen in the other.
I can understand where she's coming from. Well, no. Understand isn't quite the right word. Acknowledge is better. I’m able, however, to appreciate how things have been hectic recently for her and the need for continuity. Lord knows I’ve been about as busy as I can ever remember the past few weeks. It’s interesting to think of the arc between us over the past few months. We went from barely knowing each other, to talking pretty much every day for hours and being rather taken by each other. Then Steve came along, and Christy became torn between us. Next she became uncomfortable with our flirting, etcetera. I tend to think it was at this point she started to hide her feelings for me. Next she outright told me she wanted to be just friends, thereby completing the process of shoving her feelings to some deep corner of her psyche where they’d have a hard time being found.
Maybe that’s it. That’s where the disheartening feeling I have is coming from. It’s a lament at how I haven’t made as much of an impression on her and she has on me. I suppose thinking about how she told me if we were closer and the situation different we’d more than likely be a couple right now only adds to that deflated feeling I have.
Speaking of. I really don’t understand the need to have a boyfriend just for the sake of having one “for fun.” It’s one thing to start dating and then realize that it isn’t going to work, but to start a relationship right off the bat knowing it’s not going to work out is quite another. It’s a waste of time and energy if you don’t see yourselves having the possibility of a future. I’m sure Steve is a nice guy, etcetera. But she’s told me outright that she doesn’t see him as husband material. Maybe I need to be “enlightened,” but I just don’t understand that mindset. Really this just reinforces that I don’t connect well to the majority of people that are of my generation. Maybe I was just born a century or two late, maybe I’m too conservatively-minded and rational, maybe I just act older than I am…I just don’t know.
But getting back on topic. Even when she told me, way back when, that Steve wouldn’t be in the picture come spring break, I always had a latent doubt about it. Alas I’ve been proven correct. Familiarity breeds contentment. I suppose that part of the annoyance I feel is due to the distance we are apart. It’s like fighting an uphill battle or trying to swim through sand. If I’m just a pleasant distraction and we’re 1400 miles away…I’m pretty much shit out of luck if she has another guy sitting right next to her, even if we might be a better fit together. I guess I’m mainly bummed because I think—no, I *know*--there’s something there between us. Pretty sure she feels it as well but won’t express it. I can see how she’d be scared and a little leery of putting all her eggs in one basket (i.e. there really being a connection between us), but then again that line of thinking brings me back to Steve and if she’s dating him just for fun and sees me as something that could work long-term. If that were the case then I wouldn’t see it as being such a leap of faith as it might otherwise seem. It seems like she’s scared to give “us” a fair go of it, which makes no sense considering how well we interact with one another.
I know damn well how I’m going to react to seeing her, and I know how I make her feel. I did see glimpses of that before she decided to lock it away. Not really sure how I’m supposed to act over spring break. Pretend I don’t feel what I feel? She said all she wants is to see where the friendship could go without forcing the issue on a relationship. Judging by the past six months there is an extremely good possibility of a relationship working out between us. I guess what I want is a chance to see what can develop between us without having to worry about other peripheral distractions. She doesn’t deny having feelings for me, yet she doesn’t want to leave open the possibility of “unrealistic expectations.” I wish I knew what she was so afraid of. She’s told me that life isn’t anything without a little risk…I get the impression she’s holding back, but just what or why I can’t really grasp at the moment. Ok, I think I’ve done a decent job of summing up what has been swimming through my head. Time for lunch.
Posted by whiteknightbond
at 8:55 PM EST
Updated: Thursday, March 9, 2006 10:03 PM EST