So I didn't blog about this, and now I'm really glad I didn't.
I met an amazing man called Evan. He's in his twenties so there's a bit of an age gap between us, but that's the way I like it because I'm more mature than most eighteen year olds. So anyway things were really great with him, he was so amazing and we hit it off immediately. We'd go out and just talk for hours while James wanted to spend time with Lilia.
I really liked him and I could see us going places. We had a really romantic evening and I was looking forward to being his girlfriend and introducing him to Lilia after a couple of weeks.. But then I went on his Facebook. I realised that he was doing the same as he was with me to about three-five other girls. How did I know? They were all writing on his wall and thanking him for a wonderful evening, etc.
I feel like such an idiot for letting myself fall for him so quick. No one will ever replace James, but we're never getting back together. I saw Evan as my opportunity to move on. But obviously it wasn't meant to be.
He had no intention on being with me. He was just using me. Why do guys think that if they talk sweet to a girl and not rush into bed with them, they'll be smitten and then they can wrap us around their little fingers?! Because it's true. That's why.
SIGHHH...
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