First, thank you to all of you who commented about my issues with Hot Boy?you all helped me see this from different perspectives, and know that I am not the only one with #hotboyproblems. So, thank you. If you were here, I?d buy you a drink!
Dear Hot Boy: you have a real future in this business of promise-breaking. I?ve never met anyone as good at breaking them as you.
As for real relationships, friendship or otherwise ? not a chance in hell.
One of my oldest and closest friends went out for drinks on Thursday and discussed the Hot Boy issue at hand: namely, the promise. Since Monday when he first called/we hung out, he has not called or texted me, in exception to the drunk text I sent him (more on that later). Girlfriend and I came to a conclusion about Hot Boy that I am pretty sure is accurate:
He?s good. He?s really good. He?s so good, he?s bad.
Which leads me to the only communication we had this week, after the drunk text (whoops!) I sent him.
Me: granted I?m a little tipsy, but why do I feel like you are going to break your promise?
Hot Boy: Fool, I won?t. Have a good night.
Annnnnnnd that was it. Nothing. And Nothing.
It?s Sunday (Happy Easter to those of you who celebrate!) and that means he has until tomorrow night to call/come over/have another date. That was the promise. The promise that he wouldn?t just leave again, he wouldn?t do the usual ?fall off the face of my Universe? routine that I am so used to, but not okay with. This time, he promised he wouldn?t. He sealed it with a kiss. And another one.
But we are T-minus 40 hours and seeing as no effort or plan has been made, I am thinking that our relationship is better qualified for a Lifetime Drama rather than a Disney movie.
It?s time to take a break. A break from Hot Boy, a break from the broken promises. A focus on something that actually matters. I can?t keep over thinking something that will never make sense.
Happy Easter, Happy Sunday?I?ll be spending today and tomorrow (my last day of Spring Break) hanging out with my sweet boys instead of waiting for the phone to ring. It?s not ringing. And even if it did, maybe my heart isn?t in it anymore. Time will tell. But his unspoken words have already said so much.
Today, my heart is in deviled eggs, jelly bellys, sangria, and the movie ?Hop?. It?s a good day, a good life, Hot Boy or not.
Bloom Where You Are Planted,
XO ? Rachel
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