Thursday, February 11, 2010
We've been texting for a few months. Finally, we found the time to meet each other. He was almost my dream guy - smart (Oxford bred and an executive of an international bank) and caring except that he had a face I would never want to wake up next to.
Before meeting him, fantasies started to play on my mind -- someone paying for my pad's rent, someone buying me expensive stuff that I could not afford, my life practically getting a lot easier because I can take less work load.
But even as he told me how much he liked me, there was no way I could like him back. Ergo, there is no way that both of us could be happy.
I had to turn him down convincing myself, I'll be happier with a much simpler life.