It’s a sad, sad fact when you realize that you have no chance with the one you love. Like NO CHANCE AT ALL. As in ZERO ZIT NONE NADA.
And I’m not talking about the times when you feel like you don’t have a chance because you’re ‘not pretty enough’ or ‘not smart enough’ or ‘enough-enough’, or because he’s ‘too pretty’ or ‘too popular’ or ‘out of his league’. No, there are different things.
Trust me; I’ve been down both the ‘not enough’ road and the ‘too whatever’ road. Countless times. But this time around, it’s different. It’s very different. It’s like…
It’s like you two could be perfect together, and you already have an indestructible friendship that would go for miles and miles on end, but you will never get past that ‘friend’ part.
Yes, this post is short, but I have said what needs to be said. For now.