I haven’t written in so long… I must get back to it.
Update: I gave my heart to someone I really thought was different from the rest. I was so happy. Truly and Purely. But alas, I only got it served back after having a normal thai dinner. He ate all his food surprisingly. Hungry to get out of a real relationship? Perhaps. He should have told me before I said yes to curry and roti bread. (It was good though).
Funny thing, between the last and this one, they are both emotionally damaged. Yay (I have a knack for finding those!). When I told a really old friend about the situation, they told me that they thought both exes were one and the same.
Could I blame her? No.
I tend to fall for workaholic, d-bags who only show up when they’re in competition with someone else. And forget that they are in a relationship with someone else than themselves. (Hello, it’s Meeeee?!) Yet when it comes to putting in work into a relationship they tell me they love their occupational/ career work more than they love me. Work can only offer you dollars and cents and an increase in that department.
Love is more than just that. It does take work, time, patience, and commitment but it is way more fulfilling than anything I have ever come to know in life.
So am I feeling a bit down? Yes.
Does this experience discourage me from being one step closer to finding the right person? No.
He is just another pretty face. I got to stop falling for those.
Handsome and put together on the outside, the inside is just a mess.
Just have to figure out the right mess to fall in love with. <3