I texted Mike on Wednesday of this week. I didn’t really want to talk to him, I just did it to see if he would even text back. He did reply, but only once, which is what I expected. I thought “If he even texts back at all, it will only be once. Maybe twice if he’s really talkative.” I’m getting to the point where I don’t really care anymore. If nothing more than this (whatever “this” is) has developed by now, it’s obvious that it’s not going to. Don’t get me wrong, I wish something would develop, but I guess his seeming lack of interest/action and the way he acts has made me lose interest. Though all the tragedy and pain I’ve been through recently could also be partly to blame because I really do have apathy for everything right now. I’m glad I’m starting not to care though, because when I don’t care chances of me getting my hopes up or getting heartbroken are less. Honestly, if he never texts me again, I think I’ll be ok with it. Even if he doesn’t ever text me again, at least I texted him so I can never wonder “What if he thought I wasn’t interested anymore? What if I would have just texted him?” I’m not going to initiate any more texts to him, so we’ll just see if he contacts me again.
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