Worth it, in the end.
Another night in Princeton...
Stayed with R, last night. We talked. Then he texted me that he doesn't want to just be friends, he likes me.
I didn't say anything in response. Still haven't replied to that.
Part of me thinks he just said it to get me in bed again. The more convincing part of me, that is.
Given what he'd said during, the first time...then to retract it, while giving the impression, per a response to something I said, that he was just saying it to make what we were doing palatable to me.
Either way, though. What's done is done.
Maybe I just take it all to seriously, anyways. Like with most things.
It's not like I'm going to friggin fall apart at this point. I refuse to.
And, yeah, so maybe the way I feel about him isn't exactly in keeping with self-preservation, as to continued interaction...but what's life, without experiences which ofttime are a bit risky.
So, I'll get hurt again. And it'll suck. Seriously.
But I don't want to forego the chance to be in love again, just out of fear of falling out of it...being dropped again.
He held me, in his sleep. Held my hand, nearly all night. Reached for me, every time I pulled away. Pulled me in closer, every time I came back.
I am going to give it another shot.
Stayed with R, last night. We talked. Then he texted me that he doesn't want to just be friends, he likes me.
I didn't say anything in response. Still haven't replied to that.
Part of me thinks he just said it to get me in bed again. The more convincing part of me, that is.
Given what he'd said during, the first time...then to retract it, while giving the impression, per a response to something I said, that he was just saying it to make what we were doing palatable to me.
Either way, though. What's done is done.
Maybe I just take it all to seriously, anyways. Like with most things.
It's not like I'm going to friggin fall apart at this point. I refuse to.
And, yeah, so maybe the way I feel about him isn't exactly in keeping with self-preservation, as to continued interaction...but what's life, without experiences which ofttime are a bit risky.
So, I'll get hurt again. And it'll suck. Seriously.
But I don't want to forego the chance to be in love again, just out of fear of falling out of it...being dropped again.
He held me, in his sleep. Held my hand, nearly all night. Reached for me, every time I pulled away. Pulled me in closer, every time I came back.
I am going to give it another shot.