Last Friday, I attended a singing competition because my friend was going to compete in it. He didn't invite me, but I went anyway since my sister invited me to go with her. Things didn't turn out so good for my friend, and he was upset about his performance. To cheer him up, we agreed on a date set a week later.
Two days ago was Friday again, the day of our movie date. He wanted to watch Spiderman 2, and I had agreed. Before that, we had dinner and laughed and talked about everything under the sun. Then we rode to the cinema. He was gentle and sweet and made me feel special again like a woman who was supposed to be protected. In a way, I remembered feeling happy again being taken care of by someone else.
We saw each other quite often these few days since both of us are working on the same project all week, and it felt good to be around someone who takes care of my needs and listens to me. The only problem is, I'm not ready yet.
With him, I realized something else. I wanted to go on dates again, but I don't want to have a relationship right now. I still need time to heal and the wounds are still fresh. Dates with him are fun, so perhaps there is something else around the corner. I will just have to wait and see.
