THEBARONSAMEDI
May 8, 2008, 01:24 AM
So a brief introduction to myself, I'm a college student in a very urban school and somehow everyone knows me and who I am and says hi to me and all that (not a frat guy or jock, but sort of the guy seen everywhere), I am usually in the school paper, essentially I am quite popular and have usually dated whichever girl I have so desired. Now the thing is most of these brief relationships tend not to be long-lived only because 1) my aim is not to sleep with as many girls I can find, and 2) I don't actually want to hurt any of the girls I date, so if I know there's no legitimate future (short-term or long-term) I tend not to continue dating them. And then I met "Madeleine," as we shall call her for all intents and purposes. The second I laid eyes on her I felt like I was exploding far up in the sky, but in a good way. To make a long story short we went out on a couple of dates (I was too nervous to kiss her at any of the five dates we went on, that's never happened to me before, but I felt too much was at stake and I didn't want to mess it all up) and I told her that I really liked her by text-message, to which she replied with a :) that, when I asked her to, she clarified to be a bit of a smile and a bit of a smirk, but most definitely a smile indeed. We held hands for a while during date(s) and albeit hopelessly romantic sounding, I could physically feel myself swirl in her gaze when she did that sort of fawning look-thing girls do. Spring break came along and she had to leave, I had a death in the family and took out another week, when I got back she stopped answering my texts (that she had slowly been ignoring before break) and everything is now reduced to a simple nod when passing each other in the street (I tried saying something once, but she kept walking when I called after her). When we had first started (all of it--the dating and seeing each other--having occupied a span of two weeks or so) she had told me she liked me and that she was (yes, she said this flat out) interested and intrigued, at the time I had smiled (she smiled back, flash back and forth a la Martin Scorcese if you'd like) and we did the cute sort-of hug-and-side-arm-clench thing that old quiet anglo-saxon couples do in AARP ads, but trust me at the time, it might as well have been as lifting as a falling from a plane in reverse.
Some feedback would be welcome, if not invited...
Some feedback would be welcome, if not invited...