The moment when the stranger you once thought was perfect, loses their charm and everything about them is no longer perfect.
Perhaps it's the fact that you might never get them, or maybe it's because they just wasn't the one.
I met this girl on the 23rd of November. She was pretty, she was athletic, she was in the gym, alone.
Her eyes were gorgeous, her hair was tied up, her face looked great with no make up on. She was the one I thought I would fall for.
Indeed, for the next month, my mind was filled with images of her. Despite the fact that she is already attached, I continued reading her blog (Yes, I am that good at stalking). That didn't helped one bit, because all I could do was watch/know about her life and do nothing about it.
I bumped into her thrice in a week, and I didn't see her for the next 15 days. I swear we made eye contact all three times. I kept telling myself that I was going to introduce myself to her the next time we meet. But we didn't and when we did, I couldn't do it.
I saw her again today, in the gym. She didn't noticed me, guess that's life. But she hung around the area after that, and I saw her again. She was alone, it was my chance. But once again, I couldn't do it. There was a force much greater than my will that forbade my advancement. It turned out to be a good thing, because her boyfriend arrived shortly after I had a plan thought out in my mind. At that moment, it became clear to me that she was never meant to be mine.
She is currently happily attached to her boyfriend, and I should not interfere in any form or way possible. I almost caved in, I almost sent her a friend request on Facebook, but I didn't.
Is it possible that the girl I am meant to be with is still on her way here? If so, I should concentrate on doing what's best for me and continue working out. Maybe that's the key to the door.
A post too wordy for any one to tolerate. A comic should be able to cheer you up.
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