Dear Mr. Insecurity,
I am actually very surprised at you sir. I feel like we hit it off great. I mean we talked on the phone for like three hours sometimes and we were talking for a couple weeks. We talked about EVERYTHING. Family, friends, pet peeves, sports, all of it.
We even became facebook friends. Actually, I think we still are facebook friends even though we haven't talked in a year lol. The funny thing was I didn't facebook friend anyone else after you. I didn't want things to get too sticky. Anyway, I loved all your New York stories, your view of the world, your thoughts on meyers briggs personality tests. It was very natural and fun. You are a very charismatic speaker, which for some reason has always been extra points with me. We laughed and joked and I was really looking forward to meeting you and then, the strangest thing happened. We set up a time to talk, like normal and you never called me...ever again. After a few days, I think I texted you, but you never responded. Okay. I get it. I can take a hint. I personally don't think it's that hard to let someone know you're just not into it anymore. A simple text saying something to that effect would have sufficed. So either you are so insecure you don't want to have the conversation or you are too rude to care. Either of which are not good options.
After that text, I never contacted you again. Life is strange that way sometimes. To be way too vulnerable, the reason I never deleted you from facebook is I thought we could pick up someday where we left off, which is kind of at the very beginning again. And WHY do you "like" things that I post? Ugh. Facebook is a whole other stupid tool and way to flirt but not really. Ugh, just so dumb and obnoxious (not just you, but other guys use it for their manipulative ends as well) I should probably delete you. Oh, and in case you're wondering...which you probably aren't...I never respond because you're a guy. If you like me, and want something to happen, you'll make it happen and if it's not a priority than you don't like me enough and it wasn't meant to be. At least that is my womanly perspective of the world.
My grandmother tells me that a woman needs to be pursued, she needs to feel chosen and when she does, she will respond well. I think I relate to that. Maybe it's my Disney Princess complex, but I really do want to be with someone who finds me specifically attractive on all kinds of levels, not just someone who asks you out because they're tired of being alone.. you know? And I think any girl with half a brain can tell the difference, even if they pretend they can't for a while. Um, anyway, next time don't just cut off. I don't think sending a goodbye text won't take more than five seconds. It would be a nice thing to do as a human being, no offense.
Sincerely,
Miss. Confident... (or she thinks so most of the time)
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