Boys: The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly.

I saw you in a crowded room, people were everywhere, but I saw your face. My stomach jumped as I walked by, but you didn't notice. I sighed and kept on walking. As the night went on, the room got busier and everyone got drunker; I stopped looking for you. I went to my favorite bar tender and you were standing right there watching me. The butterflies came. You gave me a huge smile and said my name while spreading your arms wide for a hug. I walked over and buried my head in your chest while I felt your massive arms wrap around my body squeezing me tight. I serene feeling engulfed me as I breathed deeply, inhaling your cologne. Your arms loosened and I lifted my head. Our eyes locked and I started to turn red. You said something, I can't quite recall. I asked how things were, how life was treating you. You gave some answer, it didn't really matter. All that mattered was that I was standing in front of you, our hands intertwined. I looked to the right and there stood a beautiful woman. Your girlfriend I assume. You never introduced us. You noticed me looking and let go of my hand. I made up an excuse and left you standing behind me.

3 drinks later I saw you on the dance floor with her. I smiled as I walked by but you grabbed my arm to stop me and pulled me close to you and started to move to the beat. We danced together, so close together. I spun around behind you and put my arms around your waste. We grinded together perfectly down to the floor and came up. We owned that dance floor. You grabbed my hand and spun me around, and that is when I noticed her again, watching me silently. I smiled at you and said I had to find my friends and I left you standing behind me again.
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You called me drunk said you were in town for the night and wanted to see me. I said you could come over to catch up. We laid in my bed with all the lights on just talking. You told me about your new girlfriend and I told you about my lack of good prospects. I told you about school, and my future plans, we laughed together and enjoyed each others company. We finally reconnected after months and months of neglect. You gave me the most amazing back massage and then you left.

The next day I got a message saying that you went home early because you had to tell your girlfriend what happened. You said you felt so guilty and you drove home right away. I called you completely confused and worried asking what happened. You said you felt guilty for spending time with me and for giving me a massage. I realized at that point that I had lost a good friend. If you felt guilty about hanging out with me, we can never be friends. If she's the one, she's worth giving up a great friendship. I just pray to God that she is the one you marry.
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Every girl knows this type; I just never thought it would be you. So sweet and caring you appeared. Every girl loved you as a friend, the perfect boyfriend I was told. We kissed that first night, deep and passionate. I melted into your arms and thought that we would spend forever like this. The next day you treated me as a stranger. Only talking to me when you had to. A couple weeks later I found myself in the same situation, molded into your body interlocked in a kiss that threatened to engulf me whole if I allowed it. I stopped you that night; I didn't want anything else to happen, fearing what happened before. I was right. The same damn thing happened. A stranger in your eyes.

A couple months later it happened again. This time I let it go too far. You got what you wanted and then you were done with me. Only talking to me when it was necessary, dropping your head when we passed in the hall way. Shying away from any physical contact. I never thought it would be you. Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde type character. You don't acknowledge what happened, only focusing on the present. You don't know what you've done to me. Questioning every guy’s intentions. I thought you were the real deal, I was wrong. Apparently when it comes to me, every male has no intention of creating a long lasting bond. And I am left here alone again.