When here comes Gauey, laughing and swaying like she'd had one too many, and on her arm is one very happy camper who was quite obviously pleased with her and eager to get her back to his hotel. In spite of the fact that I had constantly rebuffed her efforts to be my
GF, I still felts those pangs in my heart, and felt sick in my stomach when I looked at him and thought about what he was going to be doing with her in about 15 minutes.
She saw me, waved, smiled, and greeted me as they approached, and gave me a big hug when we met on the sidewalk. I could see she was happy to have a date and having a good time. He had no idea who the f*ck I was and hustled her away as soon as he could, although he was polite about it.
Walking towards Bangla alone, I felt like shit. I should've been happy for her, I told myself and in a way I was, but i wasn't happy for myself. I get attached too easy. I sure as hell didn't love her, but I had a feeling for her, a possessive feeling that makes no sense. She was a new girl and I kind of broke her in, but still that shouldn't matter.
Even today, almost 2 years later I have a warm feeling for her when I reminisce, and look at the pics of her. But love? No way, not even close. Hard to explain. I just really liked her a lot as a person, a very unique person. Maybe I'll post her pic. She doesn't even look like any other
BG I've ever seen, or any other
TG for that matter. Unique in every way.
Well, maybe from that story, you can get how I feel. And can imagine if it had been a girl that I did have strong feelings for! That would be even worse!
JayBee

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