Here we are, sitting and arguing about what went wrong during this last month when things got out of hand and couldn’t be worked out anymore. “ I guess it’s better for the two of us if we become just friends…” I was trying to focus on what he was saying, but all of a sudden I started remembering what it was like before I ever met him and how it all changed lots of points of view I had later on.
Back to summer 2006, at that time I was too busy having fun with my friends to think of having a “real” boyfriend. Actually, the real reason is that I never stay too long with somebody to never have any kind of feelings for a person; at a point that people started thinking I was some kind of “monster” unable to feel anything. But I think it’s only because I was too overprotective with myself, and now that I’m thinking about it I see that I was completely right to do so.
As I said before, back to summer 2006, more precisely to a party during that summer. I was with some of my friends when he came towards me and tried to make conversation. It may sound a little weird, but at that time I didn’t pay much attention to him neither to what he was saying; for me it was only another boy who was looking for a girl to spend some time with during a party and then the next day ask her “Who are you?” I stared at him while he was talking then politely answered “I’m not one of these girls” and left.
Few days later, as I was with a friend, let’s call her Sarah, making fun of boys (just as they do to our gender), the party boy showed up again. After a while I decided to find out what he wanted from me; he asked me if we could go to a place a little more quite to talk, so I agreed.
Red was his name or at least that’s how people used to call him. While we were talking, I started feeling something, a weird sensation; I left at the instant without even saying “goodbye”. As I got home I started thinking about all what had happened few moments ago and I decided not to see him anymore because