On Both Ends

That awkward moment when you say those three little words from someone and get back a reply… not a reply, but a correction, an uncertainty or a different comment.

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I’ve been on the end to question it, when it was first uttered to me. And now, have been on the other awkward end of not receiving a reply (although in reality, I wasn’t expecting any at all). It was a ‘blurt’, an escape of words; a word spasm if I may say so.

It was completely embarrassing on my part, and I recalled back when I (somewhat) declined another of those words. Not the best of moments when you realize that the ‘special’ moment wasn’t real, because the other person didn’t feel the same way as you did.

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My feelings for him though are not intense, overwhelming or even life-changing. They’re simple, small and still young. They have reached a little over the point of just ‘like’, so may lie the logic behind using those four letter words no one likes to admit openly.

It was premature and down-right uncertain on my part anyways. But with that said, I have no actual regrets (oddly), because I can now say I’ve been on both ends and know how it feels.

Charge to experience.

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It’s a funny thought though, when this occurred, because if this happened to me two-years ago, I would give myself complete hell for being an idiot and probably causing such a drama for myself, rather than accepting the situation and charging it to experience. Funny indeed how time goes by and without you knowing it… your perception has changed, and maybe, just maybe, you’re growing up.