You hear a lot of stories where a person has feelings for someone but never telling them. When they share it to another person, he or she is advised normally to let the object of affection (the OOA) know…saying that the OOA has the right and should know of it in order to make a better decision of what to do about it. Now, the story has different endings: (1) The fairy tale ending goes on to having the OOA reciprocate the confession and both live happily ever after. (2) The more dramatic and painful ending goes on to having the OOA apologising to the person for not feeling the same back. (3) Then, there is the cliffhanger albeit sometimes the most annoying ending where the OOA does not say anything back.
Each of the ending has different results as well to the lives of the people involved. It could be devastating depending on the circumstances. Or, it could be liberating.
See, I’ve always found myself to be that person harbouring the feelings for someone. In most of the cases, in fact, I think in all these instances, I’ve made the object of MY affection aware of these feelings. There was only one time where I got result number (1) but the relationship did not last long. I still remember those times when I got result number (2) and somehow, writing about it sort of re-opened up the wounds. I can’t think of an instance where I got a result number (3)…either that or my ego was far too bruised to remember.
Turning the tables around, I rarely find myself to be the OOA, which could only mean that either the person hasn’t said anything to me or I’ve most likely to have done a result number (3). I could never do a result number (2) because I’m too scared of the confrontation and the disappointed look on the person.
Anyway, I’m in that situation (again) where I am feeling something for this person. I haven’t told him anything yet and I don’t know if I am ever going to. He’s leaving the country in a week’s time and if I say something, I feel that it would ruin memories of the nice time we had together. I wouldn’t want to burden his conscience if it turns out that he does not feel the same way as I do. Plus, I don’t think that I could change his plans and make him stay instead. But then if I don’t say anything, I would always wonder what would’ve happened. I may be letting go of THE ONE. What if he does feel the same but was also too chicken poo to say something?
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Um, I am a bit impatient when it comes to these things. Let’s just say I know what I want and I try very hard to get it, hehehe. I’ve had numbers 1 and 3 happen to me. Number 3 is the PITS!!! I’d rather be rejected outright than be kept in limbo.
I think the world is still full of torpe people. Can’t spend my life waiting in vain, hahaha. So I kept GOING FOR IT. No regrets so far. Never look back, girl. :cat: