"Weeks went by. A slight spark of hope shined during a fun evening with his best friend. That big smile that followed him until the end of that night was enchanting. He couldn't stop thinking "She said yes to my happy hour invite". They were going to have fun, talk, laugh, finally have some private time. That would be the start of something new. Sadly, nothing that his good-side mind imagined happened, starting with the revocation of that appointment. She was different. Her mind was different. Her feelings were different. The love was replaced with a cute sentiment of affection, nothing more...In other words, the friendzone like-thing was achieved.
-Better make a joke out of it than cry, right? - He said to himself everytime he thought of his situation. That cruel situation created by his expectation.
But the effect only worked for a few hours. Deep down he knew that it was an "almost there" event. Come on, we all know that this thing only happens in movies and in TV only to take on the nerves of the TV viewers. But in real life? ARGH, that was frustating, to know that you could have accomplished something if you had done this and that...
On the outside, he wanted to look like he was fine and comprehensive. And that, my friend, was the message that he was trying to pass to his inside. He no longer wanted to love her. He didn't want to think about her as his future princess anymore. He wanted to stop deluding himself. Surely, he trasmitted that message indirectly to his friends, to get support and convince himself. Time would do it's job precisely well.
Time...it can do anything...and everything. Maybe it could turn this table again.
- COME ON, these are not a real man's actions! If you don't do nothing, what do you expect to get? That date thing was just a little punch, you can get up, champ.- Said that little bastard part of his mind directly connected to his heart.
- OKAY OKAY, ALL RIGHT! - He said to himself, trying to clear his mind.
The thing is that he was confused. He wanted and didn't want her. He didn't feel like talking to his friends about it anymore...it was getting pathetic. He realised that he needed to do things alone, at least for a little time. And time is all he need now, to organize his ideas and decide what to do."
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