He must be feeling all sorts of shitty for letting me walk out of his apartment without so much as a kiss goodnight. He texted me an inside joke, maybe to get a response out of me. Test the water and make sure he didn’t ruin everything.
To sum up the night, it was a fiasco. When you go in to something and have zero expectations and the night didn’t even meet that…no bueno. I should have just cut the night short and gone home. But I didn’t, and I gave everything going down the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he was just as nervous as I was; maybe he realized he had my full attention this time. Who knows? and honestly, I don’t know if I want to know.
All I know is that I put myself out there. With zero expectations and nothing to lose, how could anything go wrong? Life Lesson learned. It can and will go wrong when it comes to the Greek. I walked away feeling embarrassed and defeated. Wishing I hadn’t agreed to see him or go back to his place, only to have him live up to being all talk and no action. There is no salvaging that wreckage now. I will never give him the opportunity to redeem himself.
I won’t waste my time and go in to elaborate details. I will surely remember what he said to me last night. His words burned in to my memory for the rest of my life, but despite it all- I can close that chapter and file it away as a “never again” situation.