Wednesday, November 11

serial dating only leads to serial dissapointments.

It took me how long to finally realize that this is a fact of life? I guess it was pretty obvious all along. It was only a matter of time before everything backfired. But for now, I step back and attempt to gather the shattered bits&pieces of my life.


Explanation attempt;
Boy 1 was older, more mature. Told me he loved me and was a complete gentlemen. Was willing to wait patiently for me to get past my 'phase' of serial dating and open relationships. Our love was like a candlelight, constant and reliable and calming to the soul.
Boy 2 was my age, and just as free spirited. Never relied on him to give me love, but our time together was always exciting. Our love was like an unreliable torch, burned brightly and beautifully, yet would burn out without a warning.
Both were constants, and I loved each for reasons too different to compare. As time elasped, the pressure to choose grew. And I know, I've been stringing them both along for a little too long. So I made the biggest mistake of my life. I chose Boy 2.
What happened next was like watching an extremely horrible car accident in slow motion right in front of my very eyes.
Boy 1 didn't want to be in a committed relationship, and said there was already enough drama as it was. And left.
Boy 2 said that he couldn't wait around forever, and he loved me. Then he left.


I've said it once, and I'll say it again; love was never meant for me.