You were just being nice. That's what sucks.
All of those moments where I thought we could be something was just you being yourself. A nice person.
How terrible is it that we live in a world where we mistake nice (which should be at the base of every human interaction) for romantic feelings?
I'm not used to nice. I'm the nice one.
Oh you're so kind.
I've never seen you be mean to someone.
You're always so happy and positive!
Ha!
I'm always giving. Always spreading kindness. It's never given to me.
So....
You can hopefully forgive me when you find out that I don't know what to do with nice. You can see my confusion when I mistook nice for he may have feelings for you. Because men just can't be nice.
One man is nice to me, and because it never happens, I took it as you caring about me. It gave me a false hope that maybe I had finally found someone that I could take the next step with.
Silly me.
Silly, stupid, gullible me.
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Life's Introspection
RandomRandom thoughts that I have and want to remember. This book is for me, but you can read it if you want too.
