great to have someone
to talk about it. At the same time I listened to his problems and
tried to comfort him as best as I could because this is what
friends do. They help each other with problems, they listen when
you need to talk and cheer you up when you are sad.
Then I had to go and we
promised to call and write and everything. Back at home I missed
the people I got to know there and I missed the city too, so I
called my friend and talked to him. It was always difficult to find
a time to talk because he was so busy and I sometimes got up very
early just to talk to him.
I visited again shortly
before Christmas because I just wanted to see everyone again and do
some Christmas shopping. During that time I met him too and we had
a good time, we even wanted to go shopping together because he
still needed a present for his girlfriend but he suddenly had
something else to do and I just met him again shortly to say
goodbye.
From that point on
everything went downwards. I really don’t know what happened. Maybe
I was too clingy or whatever but suddenly he had no time to talk to
me anymore and answering an email became a problem too. Then one
day I just wanted to know and I wrote him and asked if we were
still friends because he just didn’t answer my mails anymore.
Sometimes I wish I
hadn’t asked because his answer hurt me deeply. In his eyes we were
only colleagues who worked together and nothing more and he didn’t
want to waste his precious time to talk to me. You can imagine that
I was quite devastated after this message and I have to admit that
I called him some not so nice names afterward but I don’t regret
that. I still think he deserved it but I haven’t heard anything
from him afterwards. He burned all bridges behind him and now I
only have my memories.
I still think a lot
about him and wonder what went wrong and if it was my fault. Later
I asked some people who had seen us together and they told me that
they thought we had been friends and couldn’t believe that he had
thrown me out of his life so easily. I don’t know if he just wanted
to get rid of me or if his girlfriend was behind everything but I
probably won’t find out. His rejection still hurts and that’s the
reason why I don’t think it is possible to be close friends with a
guy. Something will always get in the way.
You can think that I am
cynical if you want to but after my story you probably know a bit
better why I don’t think friendships like this are possible. I was
burned one time too often and now I don’t think I will walk into a
friendship this openly any time soon. Maybe that will change with
time but at the moment it still hurts and I’m not finished with
licking my wounds and starting again with someone else.
I will probably never
forget him but the memories of him will always be of a bittersweet
kind.
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