So, I just had an interesting conversation with a friend of mine. This friend just narrowly escaped falling into the "Missed Connections" post from a few weeks ago. Anyway, I digress. This conversation had to do with our compatibility and bad timing. We had our moment but since he was leaving town for a few months and I was moving out of state, nothing came from it. (I have my reasons for believing that it wouldn't have worked but that is a completely different topic.) Tonight, about a year from our moment, the subject came up again. This conversation was much shorter and directly to the point than it normally would have been and I just realized why; i'm in a relationship.
I'm usually the ultimate single friend. Before this one, my last relationship was in the beginning of 2008. In case you've been writing the wrong year on your checks all this time (Kidding, who writes checks?), you should know it is currently 2012. If I were single and available, I would have pursued the conversation a bit more. Since that is not the case, the "almost doesn't count" hoopla just didn't matter to me. I was hit by the realization/reminder of just how much I really do care about The Boy. In that instance of reminiscing about something that happened a year ago, I thought of his feelings. I thought of how much things have changed in that time. Not really sure what has happened to me but now I constantly think of the thoughts and feelings of this other person. When did I become the mushy girl with the stupid grin on my face when I get a text from him or encounter something that reminds me of him? I don't get it . Darn it, i'm sprung, huh?
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