Dear You,
I am very glad I got to finally get to know you. But I don't believe we're destined to cross paths again.
It's nothing against you personally.
(Actually, not true.)
I
just feel that you are not a match for what I'm looking for. I'm the
kind of person that you can tell anything to and I wouldn't judge you.
If you were honest from the beginning.
But if you hide something and I find out later on, you are subject to my judgement.
And I don't expect you to care. Just letting you know.
I mean, I was under the impression that you had asked me, but in reality it was as if I had asked you.
(Which, according to popular consensus, doesn't even matter)
But
if I was made aware of your situation prior, it would not have been an
issue for me. Fuck whatever others say. I'd would have went and had fun.
I did have fun, don't mistake that. But I had fun eating.
You
interrupting me in the middle of my conversation to tell me I'm
beautiful is not what I require. I have a loving father who tells me
that everyday. I'm not one of these wounded chicks that need that type
of support. I thank you for trying, but it's not necessary.
Then
to be upset the week after our encounter that I wasn't interacting as
much after I specifically told you that I was going to be in training
for my new job is just further proof of me feeling like you weren't
really listening to me at all.
Again, to your defense, that may have worked before. You were sticking to what you knew.
And I understand that. I mean no shade or ill will or ire towards that.
But it's something that just doesn't work for me.
It's just too much. I'm kinda thinkin' that things would be better if we were just cool interweb pals.
I think that's fair, right?
So
again, thank you so much for trying. I wish you future success, and all
of the blessings that you deserve in this life and the next.
Love,
CuCu
