So...where to begin...long story short...I like a Christian girl who has a boyfriend. I know, I know, I shouldn't. But I feel like I connect with her...and random things happen...I feel prompted to pray for her so I do, then she tells me how she almost died but God stepped in and did something crazy and saved her life. No exaggeration. I feel like she balances me...I'm a serious person and I keep to myself most of the time, and she's energetic and in your face in a joyful and refreshing way. She's not loud and obnoxious but perfect. The things she says are very cute and so is the way she acts...every time I see her a smile breaks across my face.
So anyway, recently I did something for her and she said "You are seriously the best" So being the deep thinker that I am, I'm thinking if "I'm seriously the best" then why is she dating this other guy? There are only a couple options here...Option 1: women aren't looking for the best and it in no way factors into their decision making process of who they date. Option 2: She meant what she said but just didn't really think about it, or comprehend that her statement implies that her
boyfriend can't hold a candle to me. Option 3: She didn't really mean it, she was just grateful for what I did. Option 4: I'm overanalyzing what she said. (most likely option)
Ladies...let me know how to interpret this situation...since I have the mind of a male AKA Neanderthal, I could use a little wisdom.
(Guys can comment too)
Thanks and God bless you in Jesus' name.
Ahhh that old situation.
I remember meeting a girl at a funfair, jet-black hair, brown eyes, the biggest, most beautiful smile ever. Girls always take pictures of themselves pouting around, but I always thought smiles were way better. Anyway, I fell in love with her there and then. She had a boyfriend at the time too.
I remember the way she would look at me sometimes, and literally I melted. For me it was like the two of us were staring into each others souls lol anyway, I started meeting up with her for coffee every weekend.
We'd meet up in town and I'd buy her a coffee, and every week I'd bring along something with me, whether it was a little tube of mascara or a teddy bear keyring, whatever. It was just a little thing that kind of happened. I found myself buying her things, and I didn't really know why.
I'd ask myself, 'what the heck am I doing?' But all the same, I couldn't help it. I couldn't help meeting her, and when the weekend came I was always so excited to see her. I felt drawn.
Now, I should point out that the two of us never discussed her relationship, and we never discussed any feelings between us. We simply met up, as friends, and had a laugh together.
So, after about eight weeks of this she calls me up in tears telling me her boyfriend had broken up with her. So I listened to what she had to say, and as a good person would, I consoled her and all the rest. So about ten minutes later she's not crying anymore and we're actually having a laugh. She says to me 'you make me laugh so much, you're great, thank you'. And I replied 'I think I love you'.
lol.
She was silent for a minute and I actually thought she'd hung up, or wasn't gonna reply, then to my surprise she said 'I think I love you too'. So I was, like, ecstatic. I couldn't contain myself. When we ended the conversation, I honestly felt like a king. We met up for coffee again that weekend, and we decided to take a trip to another funfair. And that night we sat on top of the roof of a building and watched a band play on stage with the fireworks going off in the background and it was honestly one of the best nights of my life.
About three weeks later we 'broke up' and I think I've seen her maybe twice since.
Now, I was absolutely gutted. I literally cried myself to sleep for about a week. How could it be?? What did I do? How did it end?
I wracked my brain over it. And I couldn't figure it out. Then one day it just clicked.
She met me whenever she had a boyfriend. She was already in love with him when we met. The first time I ever met her, I was a friend. And while I may have made her laugh, and I may have made her smile, and I may have been a genuinely good man to her, that's what I was; a friend. And when she broke up with her boyfriend, she needed somebody to replace that.
As soon as the initial grief of the break-up left, she didn't need anybody to replace that anymore.
Now, that might seem very cruel. And I suppose in a way it is, but the truth is, if I had been honest about it all from the start, I wouldn't have gotten myself in the position. If I had listened to my head and said 'this girl has a boyfriend, don't get emotionally invested, your motives aren't right' and actually admitted in myself that I wanted to take her from her boyfriend, I wouldn't have ended up with the heartache that I had.
So words of advice; be careful about getting emotionally involved, and be honest about your intentions.
