Today I realised I had been living in a naive dream world. I had always thought that there has been a special, unspoken bond and attraction between us. Embarrassingly, I suspect I was wrong. I was hoping to walk you home, but you either thought that would be uncomfortable, or worse, risky. I honestly have no idea what you think of me anymore and that scares me.
It’s okay, and I don’t want to make a big deal of it, but I had always thought of you as someone with a unique connection to me and it seems you don’t quite feel the same way. I still think you are great, don’t get me wrong, but it is now clear to me that you aren’t that one in a million lifetime connection I thought you were. It just goes to prove that one can get csrried away by fantasy, no matter how old you are.
I now don’t think that I will ever get to talk to you openly and honestly, and maybe that suits us both beautifully. I wish you every happiness, xx