For at least a year, I’ve been crushing on two guys: One I’ve never formally met (even though we have common friends [one of whom helped me to Facebook-stalk him one day] and we had seen each other around campus before we graduated); and the other I’ve talked with a few times.
Now I could easily get the contact info for each and “make the first move.” But I won’t. Because as amazeballs as I imagine it’d feel to be on a date with each one of them, it’d feel more amazeballs to know I ain’t dating a wuss who can’t ask me out (because, you know, they may simply not be that into me, so what’s the point in being for someone like that?).
So if they couldn’t take a hint back then, we’ll see if they do now if/when our paths were to ever cross again. Who knows what the future holds? (Well, I know it’s not planning on having me ask anyone out… I hope… I think.)
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| Um, no thanks! (And we shall overcome even the tiniest hint of a desire to call he-who-won’t-call-us out of the blue!) (Image courtesy of Life Between the Sheets) |