It's been a month and a half since we wrapped and a month since I last heard from Samson. My roommate Leigh* banned me from messaging him, thinking about him, talking about him, texting him for most of this month. I did text him on the first, but haven't heard back from him. I haven't even looked at his facebook.
Normally, it's easy for me to get over a guy. I just make up my mind and *snap* I'm over him. This is easier said than done in this situation. I usually know that a guy isn't into me, and that's how I make up my mind. If I can't have it, then I don't want it.
The hard part about my situation with Samson is that when we last saw each other, he like me and I knew it. I think he might still like me. I hope so. Samson did tell me that he wants me to let him know when I come into his town. I would of course because I would need to crash on his couch. He said he would still like to talk with me. And yet, he's hard to get a hold of. Which he did tell me before. But I can't help thinking about what Greg Behrendt's "rules" are. All of the internal drama I went through for those last few weeks he was in town, and the culmination of it all at the end has my head all in a mess.
I am still waiting for the semester to pick up so that I can finally get other things moving around in my head. For now I will just have to focus on what I can. I will continue to try to be friendly with him, for if noting else I still want to be friends.
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