It was a blast last weekend. I probably had spent way too much time with Andrew and now I started to feel the urge of his leaving and a little bit of sad/touching/god knows whatever feeling that is. When we talked about it in the car by the highway, I know I was a little disappointed. I wanted to hear something more cheerful or at least hopeful or positive, not the bold heavy truth I already know, but it's OK i guess. Lets face it, it only has been 3 weeks that we have met each other, and has been dating for a week and half. Although the feeling is mutual (hopefully), the time is simply too short for us to get to anywhere near a stabilized relationship. I probably already looking quite desperate than I actually am, which I definitely don't want to, but I do want to move forward. I don't get as many feed back like I would like to, which makes me keeps wondering. It took me a long time to find someone as great as Andrew, smart, respectful, charming and all the good stuff. I'm afraid I might loose him, after all, I am not a Korean, I am not a Canadian, I am 6 years older than him, I am kinda stuck in Halifax...
Oh well, let's be positive for now, we've got a true connection at least, and I think we both want to work this out... I am not a pessimist after all, I am not a optimist either, but looking at the bright side, we still have a few days left and I'm gonna be at the alehouse all the way through his going away party... We will see how things turn out...
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