"Strange" doesn't even begin to describe it.Phew! Yes.. to have been interested in, and now to not see much of the person interested in you is just...strange to me.
It's also very painful, and I'll explain why in a moment.
It seems like you're handling it better than I am because I honestly can't even joke or laugh about such matters. These types of things truly trouble me greatly, and you'll understand why in a moment.It seems you are like my male counterpart! Haha. I wish the best for you honestly, it is soo frustrating.
Here's where the real pain and heartache set in.I believe if a person is open, I wouldn't really have to guess most of the time.. unless I'm missing something.
In all seriousness, I must be the worst guesser to have ever walked the face of this earth. When I know or at least have some sort of inkling what is going on in the heart of a woman that I am interested in, then I'm truly the most caring, kind, patient, compassionate, thoughtful, you name it, man on the face of the earth. When I don't know what's going on inside of a woman, then I invariably ask the wrong questions or make the wrong guesses, and I wind up looking like the bad guy or like an absolute jerk or idiot, and there goes the person who I truly cared about or whose heart I was truly interested in knowing more about.
It's happened to me time and time and time and time again...and it truly breaks my heart.
Well, it is what it is, I guess.
Again, my default position which may or may not be true is simply this:
If the time ever comes that I'm the right guy, then the woman will want to tell me what's in her heart, and I'll be the happiest man alive.
(The bear lowers his head, turns, and heads further back into the woods...)