The first time i saw him. the first guy hand i held for a friendship dance. little did i know that this would be the man whom i'd go through so much together with, for the next 3 years and counting...
A typical RI boy in my impression. quiet, intelligent, a gentleman. i was impressed, by the way he carried himself. i wanted to know him more. he drew me closer to him with time, but seemed to be holding a distance at times. for the year or so, i was confused. i couldn't make out our relationship. are we heading towards something more? or maintaining merely a friendship is what he wants? as our conversations grew longer over the phone, and as our 'outings' got more frequent, these thoughts began to haunt me, more frequently, more intensely.
Inevitably, a turning point of our relationship has to come. i began to realise that nothing is going to happen between us. that i shall let things be the way, i perceived, as he wants. merely friends. i became more receptive to the advances of others, and paid less attention to him. guess i was somehow... annoyed? tired? of the ambiguity of our relationship. somehow, i decided that i had enough. i wasn't to dwell on him anymore.
The Lady
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