Days became weeks. Weeks became months. Feelings got deeper. At least on my end. We were each other’s safety nets.
There were misunderstandings but nothing cannot be immediately resolved.
I then realized that I liked the guy. I was willing to take the risk with him… To be by his side while he sort his life.
Things were going smoothly. At least, I felt that what we have has ripened into something beautiful. We were handling issues as matured individuals, as far as I know.
However, one day, I figured for whom the social media posts were for. Puzzled at why they were still not deleted or at least edited to be applicable in the current situation.
I asked. Maybe I had been slightly confrontational. But then, my goal then was for him to give him the assurance that it will always be me from now on. I asked what are his plans for me.
He directly said that he wanted me to be his girlfriend but he was not in for a big commitment.
Me either. But at least give me the assurance that you wanted me in your life. That you see that future with me as you would always mention. I am willing to wait. Just give me the assurance.
He failed… or refused even.
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