I waited a long, long time before I opened my heart up for someone, only to get shot down even before I confessed. He confronted me about it in the middle of the night, in the middle of our usual conversations. I tried denying it, but his reaction made me realize that if I denied it now, I wouldn't be able to say anything, later. I had been planning to confess, if only he wasn't miserable being rejected by the one girl he's liked and been on/off with the past four years. I didn't want to dump my confession onto him too..
He says I'm not his type, physically (I get that) and emotionally- because I'm too bubbly. We're too different. He can't stop and look at a bird in a tree. That's not his thing. He says he's not my type either and that I know that.
Yeah, I knew that from the very beginning, but that he didn't stop me from being fascinated. He was charismatic, confident and passionate about what he did. I saw past the argumentative jerk that everyone saw. I saw good in him, a kind heart, someone who was trying to improve him, trying to be a better person, trying to be less abrasive and harsh.
He wants her to see his professional success, his great career, and his achievements. He thinks that she's ridiculous to reject someone with as many qualifications as him, but I told him that was pretentious. I didn't like him because he was the best or because he was successful, but because of the person that he was on the inside.
And that's when he said why we will never be compatible. He says he " cannot see the good in things."
I've cried for several nights already. I wanted him to see that there was one person he could have faith in, that I wouldn't let him down like the rest of the world. Maybe it was too difficult a cause. Maybe I shouldn't have put my feelings into the same person that didn't believe that people could genuinely care.
Sometimes, I wish I'd walked away before. When everyone warned me he was a jerk, I shouldn't have been intrigued. I shouldn't have found the warmth inside and become attached to it.
I've stopped talking to him altogether. We talked and he said we could still be friends, but I don't know if I can. I will worry too much about what he thinks of me or what I say to him. I don't have time for that.. I hope that the distance will help me forget about him, since I always had a feeling nothing would come out of this anyways.
I just didn't expect the heartache so soon... :(