Nobody wants to know me.
Everyone is interested in "getting with" me and I just want someone I can connect to and talk about things that are below the surface and open up to and be friends with.
So far, all the new people in my life are viewing me as nothing more that a person whose pants they want to get into (and, no, I'm not imagining it...they make sure to let me know).
I guess I still miss Gabe. I love him, more than anything, and my love for him goes beyond romantic feelings. The romantic feelings can actually be eliminated; it's something else. I'm glad that I've been able to live for myself, but I wish I had a friend like him again.
That's it.
I want his friendship back.
Everyone is interested in "getting with" me and I just want someone I can connect to and talk about things that are below the surface and open up to and be friends with.
So far, all the new people in my life are viewing me as nothing more that a person whose pants they want to get into (and, no, I'm not imagining it...they make sure to let me know).
I guess I still miss Gabe. I love him, more than anything, and my love for him goes beyond romantic feelings. The romantic feelings can actually be eliminated; it's something else. I'm glad that I've been able to live for myself, but I wish I had a friend like him again.
That's it.
I want his friendship back.
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