Well, come on, it's decided: I end with the story to turn (finally?) this page in my life.
Three weeks have passed since my mail when I said what I felt for her. I honestly did not expect answers from him ... and I preferred not to be.
Two days after returning from vacation, she says. Not to say what she thought of my statement or what it had done. No, she just says: "I received your mail." Argh! I felt faint while reading this. In fact, I was more returned only if it told me to go fuck with my feelings! Shit! What does that mean "I received your mail"? This upset thee? Thee that she hit? You laughed while reading it?
She also added: "I always your CD and I would like you to make them." Oh yes! I do not know if I've told this episode, but during one of our physio sessions, she became interested in the music I listen and she did not know. At the next meeting, I brought a selection of some of my CD representative of metal and industrial.
She told me to go to his office to retrieve them. Well, at first I did not want to go ... too afraid to see her again ... After a few days, I again took my courage in both hands and I went on a Friday night in her office. She was not there ... I returned the next morning, still not there ... I sent her a SMS saying that I spent two and to avoid a newcomer unsuccessful, she tells me when she wanted me to make sure it happens to be there.
A few days passed, no reply to my SMS. In late August, I sent her another email saying she could keep my CD; this is not a problem (which was true). She said this time saying it touched but she really wanted to make. We exchanged a bit to find a time to recover and this has led us in early October!
So happens that famous night, a Monday, where we agreed that I found in her office and that we would have a drink. When I arrived, she is radiant. That reassures me, because deep down, I not lead off. So we start in one of my favorite cafs. We discuss anything and everything, holidays, and I do not know how you get there, she began to tell me about her ex and their rupture.
In fact, she comes from another city and she came to live here to live with her boyfriend. Then she took over the office of a therapist retiring. But a few months after her arrival, she and her boyfriend split up abruptly. I never really knew why. It was very painful for her and she finished in the hole. Since then, it has been ten months then it goes up the hill slowly.
I confessed that to me a little odd that she told me especially after all that mail that I sent her three months ago. She nods, explaining that it was surprised and did not know how to react to my statement.
Later, we decided to go eat together. It is then a small Asian restaurant where there is no one-just the two of us and the boss who does the cooking. At the end of the evening, we left and, the time I get home, she sends me a sms telling me that she spent a great evening and we could put this when I wanted! I told her the next day that I too had spent a pleasant evening with her.
A few days later, I suggested she get together sometime. She agreed, but once again, times to find a date suitable for us both, we arrived in November. We decided to see us on Monday after the long weekend of Nov. 11. During this weekend, she sent me an SMS asking if we could not postpone the dating because she was very tired from the weekend and she thought that it was not a good idea to get out from the Monday. I told her I agreed and asked her if she wanted to see me because, as I said, it "I cannot wait to see her again" (the term was perhaps too?)
She did not answer. A few days later I called her, but failing to have the phone, I left her a message on her answering machine. No answer again. I began seriously to not understand anything. She said we can meet again when we want, but when I suggest she plays dead?!?
I spoke with family members who advised me to give her some time and re-contact later. Having come late November - early December, I decided to re-contact during the Christmas season. Knowing she was on vacation in Sweden with her family, I sent her a message wishing her a happy new year. She said three days later I want to turn a good year...
[Well, I have seen too big tonight. I'm tired after my jog in the afternoon. So I stop there before the last episode that I'll try to write before the weekend.
I did not listen but watched video clips by writing these lines. A show on MTV Pulse traces the clips of Nirvana, not too bad].
Three weeks have passed since my mail when I said what I felt for her. I honestly did not expect answers from him ... and I preferred not to be.
Two days after returning from vacation, she says. Not to say what she thought of my statement or what it had done. No, she just says: "I received your mail." Argh! I felt faint while reading this. In fact, I was more returned only if it told me to go fuck with my feelings! Shit! What does that mean "I received your mail"? This upset thee? Thee that she hit? You laughed while reading it?
She also added: "I always your CD and I would like you to make them." Oh yes! I do not know if I've told this episode, but during one of our physio sessions, she became interested in the music I listen and she did not know. At the next meeting, I brought a selection of some of my CD representative of metal and industrial.
She told me to go to his office to retrieve them. Well, at first I did not want to go ... too afraid to see her again ... After a few days, I again took my courage in both hands and I went on a Friday night in her office. She was not there ... I returned the next morning, still not there ... I sent her a SMS saying that I spent two and to avoid a newcomer unsuccessful, she tells me when she wanted me to make sure it happens to be there.
A few days passed, no reply to my SMS. In late August, I sent her another email saying she could keep my CD; this is not a problem (which was true). She said this time saying it touched but she really wanted to make. We exchanged a bit to find a time to recover and this has led us in early October!
So happens that famous night, a Monday, where we agreed that I found in her office and that we would have a drink. When I arrived, she is radiant. That reassures me, because deep down, I not lead off. So we start in one of my favorite cafs. We discuss anything and everything, holidays, and I do not know how you get there, she began to tell me about her ex and their rupture.
In fact, she comes from another city and she came to live here to live with her boyfriend. Then she took over the office of a therapist retiring. But a few months after her arrival, she and her boyfriend split up abruptly. I never really knew why. It was very painful for her and she finished in the hole. Since then, it has been ten months then it goes up the hill slowly.
I confessed that to me a little odd that she told me especially after all that mail that I sent her three months ago. She nods, explaining that it was surprised and did not know how to react to my statement.
Later, we decided to go eat together. It is then a small Asian restaurant where there is no one-just the two of us and the boss who does the cooking. At the end of the evening, we left and, the time I get home, she sends me a sms telling me that she spent a great evening and we could put this when I wanted! I told her the next day that I too had spent a pleasant evening with her.
A few days later, I suggested she get together sometime. She agreed, but once again, times to find a date suitable for us both, we arrived in November. We decided to see us on Monday after the long weekend of Nov. 11. During this weekend, she sent me an SMS asking if we could not postpone the dating because she was very tired from the weekend and she thought that it was not a good idea to get out from the Monday. I told her I agreed and asked her if she wanted to see me because, as I said, it "I cannot wait to see her again" (the term was perhaps too?)
She did not answer. A few days later I called her, but failing to have the phone, I left her a message on her answering machine. No answer again. I began seriously to not understand anything. She said we can meet again when we want, but when I suggest she plays dead?!?
I spoke with family members who advised me to give her some time and re-contact later. Having come late November - early December, I decided to re-contact during the Christmas season. Knowing she was on vacation in Sweden with her family, I sent her a message wishing her a happy new year. She said three days later I want to turn a good year...
[Well, I have seen too big tonight. I'm tired after my jog in the afternoon. So I stop there before the last episode that I'll try to write before the weekend.
I did not listen but watched video clips by writing these lines. A show on MTV Pulse traces the clips of Nirvana, not too bad].
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ivonne:
Thanks sweetie!! 
ivonne:
thanks for the add!!!!!! 