\”Weren\’t you happy that someone found you attractive and liked you enough?\” my friend asked while a bunch of us were at dinner.
I immediately replied, \”No. Not really.\”
My friend gave me this look. I felt a little bit bad about feeling cold and stony. \”Oh Jenn, I would hate girls like you,\” he then said.
I laughed.
Then this morning, I woke up feeling wistful. It\’s one of those things that I consistently have. Yesterday when I was sitting with Ben in the atrium, I never once sugarcoated my conversation. I don\’t know why. I should have said something along the lines of But I like spending time with you and I would like to continue to do so. Yet, I didn\’t. I simply stated the truth that time was running out and it\’s not me to do flings. I can\’t do the things we did without a meaningful relationship.
Point is. I would never had that conversation if I wasn\’t moving in less than a month.