“I say give me space and you say lets go on a date”
For those of you that waste your time in reading this I’m the one who wants the date
What ever happened to flirting, eyes rolling, emotional arousal, and good old dating. Roughly four years ago I meet a very sophisticated, attractive, special person who after 6 months of interactions started dating me. For me that wasn’t enough that she loved and adored me, when she glanced in the direction of another man I became raged with jealousy. Not because I didn’t trust her but because I couldn’t mathematically calculate why a woman so wonderful would ever want to be a part of my life. I am still am not comfortable to this day with myself in the matter of what I bring to the table. The question, what makes me special is unanswered
The cycle is perpetual and is increasing to get worse, every step she takes, the worse it gets. I feel more and more jealous. What the fuck is wrong with me…seriously get a grip man.
Today this woman is done trying, shes exhausted all of her efforts.
I would like to ask for another chance, but I drove her to be unhappy and care to much for her to ever will upon her any sadness.
Darling please follow your dreams
