Right, it’s that time of evening in which my thoughts are racing and I can’t sleep; precisely the time that my tumblr was made for.

So here goes, how the hell could you do that? First off, we have an absolutely great night together, you coming with me to get Kevin and a cute drive, a lovely walk, great chats about everything, how good everything is going in our lives and how content we feel, topped off by a little kiss. Then, you come to my show, sweet hangouts, and a lovely drive home etc - I thought that we were potentially onto something real nice, I don’t think I’d ever connected better with you than I have over the last few days; the way you mentioned how excited you were for the weekend, how we should visit the local by yours I should stay the night, how you feel really glad that you know us (which was needless, but still cute) and how it would be your first night out this weekend and so forth.

And then I find out today that you’re dating her? Of all people? The one girl who you described as boring, the one girl who you “didn’t want to lead on”? How does that make any sense? What did I do to make you feel that way, because I thought that I was being tactful and working towards something realistic, tangible and coherent. But fine.