The first day after rejection was quite bearable.
She expected this, anyway.
No one in the right mind would choose someone with depression as their date if they were given a choice.
And of course, no one in the left mind would too.
She said she was prepared for another rejection.
But deep down in her, she isn't.
She wasn't ready for the second rejection.
Just like the first one.
She still remember how painful it was for her and that she has to heal on her own when no one knows exactly how it felt.
"It was terrible."
The only thing she could make up while recalling that painful first rejection.
She thought it'd be easier this time round.
Since she experienced it already.
She risked it.
She knew she's going to get hurt again.
She knew she won't heal easily anymore this time round, given that he's her friend.
She knew she's going to get rejected again.
"I can do it!" She told herself.
And 'Send' was the button she hit next.
She went to sleep without waiting for his reply.
She's gonna get rejected anyway.
No point waiting.
She woke up the next morning and checked.
Indeed, the guy replied.
And what shocked her was,
His replies were like a 'yes', but it sure feels more like a 'no' at the same time.
"Now what am I supposed to do?"
Did he feel the same?
Is this a yes? Green light?
Or is this a no? Red light?
The replies were just purely what to expect if they really got together after this.
Should she take it as a 'Yes, let's date.' ?
Or take it as a 'I'm sorry, but I don't feel the same.' ?
What in the world is this?
She gave it a thought.
And she replied,
"I don't know if you feel the same as well."
Exactly like how she thought about it in her mind.
He replied in the afternoon.
And that was the only time when she regretted checking her phone before heading out for lunch.
Again, she got rejected.
She expected it.
But it still hurts.
And it doesn't stop here.
He replied few days later.
Asking if she's feeling better and such.
