The burritos we had were amazing, but I am feeling incredibly full. Matt is too, so we decide against any carnal activities for the night. Instead we decide to watch a movie together on the couch.
Once the movie ends, Matt puts on some random TV show and we both kill time on our phones. My phone buzzes, and a message pops up at the top of my screen.
"Hey, sorry. I've been with my girl a lot lately."
I type a quick response before going back to scrolling through Instagram.
"It's fine, no worries. I'm with Matt right now."
The response is almost immediate, "Gotcha."
I don't get anything else back, and I feel a little disheartened and a little jealous. Of what or who, I really can't pinpoint. I start to feel bad that I had told him I was with Matt, but I think I was feeling a little envious that he wasn't thinking much of me while he was with his girlfriend, whereas I was thinking about him almost non-stop, even while I was with Matt.
I put my phone down, not really wanting to think about anything in that regard anymore, and grab the remote.
"Want to watch another movie?" I ask Matt.
He nods and we decide on watching an old action movie that we both love and like to make fun of.
The rest of the night is pretty uneventful, which in this case is good. Matt and I have had one of the nicest nights in a long time that I can remember.
As I lay next to Matt, who is snoring already, I think that maybe I am making another big mistake by even being involved with this other guy. We both seem to be wanting to try in the relationships we are actually in, so why am I even thinking about him at all.
I decide on a long-winded explanatory message that reads:
Hey, I hope everything is going well with you. I know we haven't talked much lately or anything, but I kinda just want to tell you that I think I am going to try and move forward with Matt and everything, and that I think it would be best if we didn't see each other again. I don't mean this is any bad way, I just want to start fresh and I need to move on from all this stuff. I hope everything works out for you and I am glad that we met. I hope that one day we can be real friends without the other stuff, because I think you're a great person.
Before I can think about deleting it, I hit send and close my phone.
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A Little Variety
RomanceI was bored. No that's a lie. I wasn't bored. I was just me. And I was lonely. And it wasn't supposed to mean anything. It really wasn't. But we found each other when we were both lost. A love story that wasn't meant to happen.
