I know what I want. I don't think it makes me picky. But I'm worried exmanfriend has ruined me forever. Then I wonder if its that, or do I just know what I want?
I want to be crazy about someone who is crazy about me. I want to get excited when they call, or at the prospect of seeing each other. I want them to think I'm the bees knees, and they can't wait to take me out, and introduce me to their friends. I want to be spontanious and grab each others rumps, and flirt and be cute together. I want to know how someone feels. I think in the beginning, these things come natural.
For me, it lasted almost three years. These things never waned for us.
So, I refuse to waste time with someone who has mediocore feelings, or calls me sporadically, or pretends to like me but never takes me out in public. I refuse to think I'm being picky, or comparing people to exmanfriend. I just know what I want.
I want someone to have all these things with me, and recognize how special they are, and that they don't come along so easily, and therefore, don't let me go. The bad part about having an amazing relationship, is moving on. And for that, I don't know if I can forgive him. He let it go, and I should hate him for that.
I've never had trouble before, because the relationships were ultimately crap, and I recognize that, and move on. But how do you move on, when you had nothing wrong?
Except of course, that the asshole you were with, is afraid of happiness and sabotages everything good in his life?
Speaking of which, several of exmanfriends friends have chatted w/me on facebook. Nothing about the asshole, just how they miss me, and how I'm the best he ever had, and how they want to hang out sometime. Funny....I don't see my friends doing the same to him. I know I'm a catch, and so does everyone else.
He deserves whatever misery he brings on himself. Bastard.