When anticipation kills

July 31, 2008

He said he would never want to be in a relationship. He said he wanted to hitchhike around the world, sleep with women he met in the bars till he dies.

I said he had an old soul. The bumbling humour. The awkward expressions. Saying poetic things randomly. Being intensely focused on a task that he didn’t realise how absurd his expression was.

After everything that happened, I realised I was tired. Unrequitted love yet again. The unending cycle of liking someone who doesn’t have the capacity to do the same.

Calm down, Miss T, calm down.

Note to self: Forget about the perfect fairytale- it’s better to get anything that comes my way rather than chasing after something that doesn’t exist.

Julian, gushing: Oh my god! Have you seen the latest iTouch! I soooo gotta get it!!!!

Me (Tech Dork): Huh iTouch? Sounds like a pervertic molestor.

HAHAHAHHAA