Awkward Times, Empty Promises
So I was hanging out with my friend Jimmy last night and what I thought had transpired into a normal friendship turned kinda weird again. I went over to his place to watch a movie. He had recently acquired a mattress that was laying in the middle of the floor. I, trying to play things not weird, went to go sit on the couch. On my journey to the couch, Jimmy seized me from behind and pushed me down onto the mattress. I tried to resolve the situation by crawling up onto the couch, but was soon called down to the mattress in order to give a back rub. I gave in. On my part, I really wanted a back rub of my own. So I give him one, no funny business. And then he gives me mine. LOTS of funny business. He’s like, stroking my ass and trying to take my shirt off. Thank God, he didn’t try to touch my boobs again. How does this equate a normal friendship? I was desperate and lonely too because the guy I thought was into me for forever decided to be a megadouche. Well, call it a moment of weakness, but I was totally waiting for him to kiss me. I think he was trying to, but my better judgement pulled away. At one point he said to me, “This is probably one of the last times we’ll ever hang out”. That was really sad for me. He’s graduating and moving at the end of this semester. He’s not moving far, but it kind of put things into perspective. Not only was it really one of the last times we would be seeing each other, but it was also the realization that this would never work out. It was especially sad because for a long time I thought he was perfect for me. But this is better. At least now I know for sure that it never would. I’m just annoyed he brought it up. Like, way to be a downer on the cuddlefest, he could have kissed me if he wanted. I don’t like thinking about how things are ending soon. Makes me depressed. He said he’ll visit. I know he won’t and if he does I’ll be more that surprised. I guess all things are ephemeral.
Quasi-Dating 