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i DO cross lines, and she keeps rejecting them. the arm around her, the whole thing where i tried to turn brushing her hair into a massage, etc. i'm making the effort here, she is just being a tease. (probably a bitch one at that, but i'm still letting things play out) [/ QUOTE ] Your whole story reminded me of a very similar situation that I went through with a psycho that I went to college with. I fell head over heels for her after getting to know her while working on a project together. We'd go out for drinks, go out for dinner, would spend hours talking on the phone, etc... I thought we were dating, but when I finally started to try to put moves on her (after she'd invited me over to her place on a Friday night to watch a movie and get drunk) she informed me that in her mind we were "just friends". The next day she called me and acted all freaked out that I could possibly have feelings for her, and was cold to me for awhile after that. I backed off, but then she started sending me emails, hinting that she might have changed her mind and wanted to start hanging out again. We start hanging out again, but this time she was even more flirty with me. I had hope that she has realized that I'm a good match for her. However, as soon as I would try to get close to her, she'd say something like "you're going too fast" or "let's see where this goes" (whatever *that* means) . A few days later she emails me and tells me that my feelings for her are "just too much right now" and she tells me that she doesn't think we should see each other anymore. I'm devastated but move on. Well, guess what? About a week later she emails me and starts acting flirty again (as if nothing had happened before). We start hanging out again, and...well, you can guess the rest. I rinsed and repeated about 5 or 6 times throughout that school year, and hated myself for it a little more every time. Oh, and the best part is that I never got so much as a kiss out of her. So you've gotten farther with your cock-tease than I did, but I still am begging you to cut bait and run. I thought that you needed to screw this girl to get her out of your system, but it is obvious now that you're never going to screw her. Your story made that all too obvious. There's a certain number of insecure girls out there that need guys like you (and me) to pine over them in order for them to feel desirable. She's giving you just enough to give you hope, but as soon as you try to act on that hope she pulls the rug out from under you and you fall back and have to start all over again. Stop being her plaything. She'll never love you like you love her. |
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