You know those guys that you go out on four incredible dates with? Everything is going great, you two are really hitting it off, and you're starting to think, "hey, this really could be something." Things are so peachy and rose-colored, in fact, that you start envisioning your weekend routines, what you'll do together over the holidays, what your nicknames for each other will be. You're getting cozy, you and this guy. And then poof! He's MacGyvered his way right out of your life faster than you can hit his number on your speed dial. Texts go unanswered, phone calls are never returned. He's just disappeared, with no forwarding address. Oh, we've all be there. Which is why I'm so disappointed to admit that I am that guy, and this blog is that relationship. I started this blog in February with every intention of it really becoming something. I saw the potential of a lasting relationship, me and this thing. But "for whatever reason" (and I've heard that one before) life got busy, the spring came around, and instead of spending nights in front of the computer, I longed for freedom. I just wasn't ready for a commitment, so it seems. But I'm about to do what no guy has ever done before (at least in my experience, in these circumstances). I've come back with my tail between my legs, ready and willing to change. I want to give this another shot. What do you say? ...Forgive me?
xoxo,
Pretty
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