So. There's this guy I like. Love, actually. But it's complicated and I get the impression that he's not that keen. Then there's this other guy. I'm not good with this sort of thing but I am pretty sure he likes me and I don't want to give him false hope. He's a nice enough guy but he's not even in the same ballpark as the first guy.
There's nothing wrong with guy number two. In fact, he'd be a pretty safe choice. He's honest and trustworthy. He's punctual and reliable. He's sweet and very complimentary. He constantly tells me how awesome he thinks I am. He's seen me without makeup and instead of being appalled told me I was a natural beauty. He's seen me at two in the morning when I'm all cranky and hasn't complained or called me a whiny bitch. He's aware of my quirky eating habits and doesn't rant on about it (too much).
But he's not the first guy. Not. Even. Close.
I am not willing to settle for second. I want the best. I'd rather be alone than with someone who's not up to scratch. The bar has been raised.
Then there's a third guy who I have known for years and is really sweet but I'm just not interested in him as more than a friend. He's never tried for anything and he never would but I know he wants to which makes me feel bad.
God damn that first guy for ruining all other guys for me. I imagine that in years to come I will have lots of awesome male friends as a result of guy number one though. Silver linings.
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