We all love a good love story don’t we. Remember that movie when the main characters fall in love and live happily ever after. Or how the Hero in the movie ends up with the love of their life. Even the tough guys like a little bit of romance in the action movies although they won’t admit it. Well this is not one of those stories unfortunately.
Today I had a headache and felt my mind wondering back to the girl of my Dreams, Rosey. Rosey was my best friends younger Sister, I knew my friend had a younger sister but I had never seen her before. If anything she was out of mind, in our friendship group we never even looked twice at each other’s Sisters. I am one to be always loyal to friendship codes but in circumstances of the heart, the code rules quickly find themselves going out the window.
The very first time I saw her I thought to myself, wow, isn’t she cute, isn’t she attractive. A bubbly character, so easy to talk to. Usually I feel quite nervous around women I am attracted too. But around her everything seemed so natural. There were no dull moments, there was chemistry, we clicked, always laughing always entertained. She made me feel good.
So after a few months of not seeing Rosey, it so happened I ended up finding her on facebook where we continued to chat. We messaged and exchanged phone numbers and our chats extended to the telephone. Rosey was a full-time student who also worked full time to raise money for her University tuition. Often her conversations were around her hardships and her struggles of trying to raise her University fees. She often loaned money from me. And in all instances we went out, it was me who sorted the bill.
I found myself being a mentor for her. I helped her out with her resume, gave her career advice. It was often all about her, and we rarely ever talked about any of my problems or much about myself. All I did was give give give and not receive anything. All this was done in hope that one day Rosey would be mine. I would marry her. We would live our lives happily ever after.
So one night I decided to profess my love for Rosey, I am so terrible at these things. I did so over the phone. I was drunk and it all came out
Me: ‘Rosey, there is someone I like’,
Rosey: ‘oh wow, who is the lucky girl?’
Me: ‘It’s you Rosey’
Rosey: ‘Now is not the right time for me to date someone right now’.
Me: ‘Ok’, ‘lets continue being friends then’.
I continued to see Rosey as a friend, I was friendzoned, I continued to listen to her problems, mentor her with career advice. Pay for any bill we would incur anytime we went out. Still with the hope that you need to keep trying. I was thinking maybe if I show her how much I lked her I might have a chance she will changed her mind.
She never did, she never acquired a liking for me. Rosey is now married happily probably has a child now. I was just led on. It so happened that one day looking at her facebook, her status said she is in a relationship. I was intrigued so I called her to ask if this was correct. She was surprised that her facebook showed this information and did indeed confirm she was actually in a long distance relationship with someone in another country.
At this point it then became overwhelmingly obvious that this girl had been using me for every little thing she could get from me. She had been so good at making me feel valued. She knew what to say to me and knew how to make me feel wanted and valued. She actually didn’t want me, certainly not in the same way I wasted her. She wanted what I could give her. It’s been a few years and I still think about her. She would have been such a great match for me I think, looking through how she used me. We got along and we had fun. The simple things. But then reality kicks in it was all a dream, fool’s gold so they say. Rosey and myself are no longer facebook friends, moreso we do not talk or hangout.
So Dear friends this is how this love story ends, with great bitterness and a strong sense of being hard done by. The motive of my story is talk to someone if you are ever feeling down. They will listen to your story and you will feel better afterwards. Share your story today. I will listen.
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