Happiness Engine. Being ok with all of this.

This is an entry to help me turn on my happiness engine, and feel better about me and Sam.

  1. He really likes me but he is resisting the feeling. He is scared and wounded, so he is quick to reject me.
  2. He is incredibly sensitive and moody so we really can’t be together anyway
  3. His penis is indeed very very small.
  4. His touch and his kiss are both too weak. There’s no sex appeal or chemistry.
  5. He had tried his best to be sweet to me. There are good moments.
  6. He is hurt that I want to end our friendship completely after this, and he is pulling back now to protect himself.
  7. He is sad because he came home to see me having a very deep conversation with Alex and Johan where we can’t even say hi to him. I didn’t even look at him. I know for sure this bothered him to an extent. I think it’s why he was so gloomy the next day.
  8. Don’t believe in everything he says that is what he thinks. Either he doesn’t know or he is lying. For example, he said he didn’t think much of us in South Africa. Everything he said pointed to him wanting a relationship with me. If he really didn’t think that of me, it made no sense that he would suddenly want to try to date me while we are in Bali.
  9. He is more hurt than I can imagine. By me an by his ex.
  10. His mind is so vulnerable and a bit delusional. He doesn’t remember saying to me that he loves me. He also doesn’t remember hitting on me in South Africa.
  11. Deep down I know he loves me though. And the reason why he brought up why we shouldn’t be together so many times is because he kept thinking about being together, and his fear caused him to think about all the reasons why we can’t be together. On Gili T, he said, if we do this you have to be ok with going into the dark side with me. I said, No, I don’t want to.

Over with Sam

Sigh. I tried so hard to make this last ’til the end of the chapter, but he has really made it impossible.

What did I learn from this?

Well, what happened here was not preventable.

I didn’t know what I was getting into. I mean, I kinda knew that I should’ve waited longer before seeing him, but, maybe it’s good to know his true colour earlier than later.

I shouldn’t blame Mom for suggesting that I come here. She really didn’t know better. And she is a different person with different understanding of people.

I have grown some and learned a few things and made good friends. It’s not all lost.

I have no expectations from him now. I don’t care if we talk. It would be nice to end on a good note, but I won’t try to make it happen. Just leaving it as is.


Sam,

You’ve doomed our relationship since the day you said let’s try but not really mean it.

You never gave us a chance.

You were resisting every step of the way.

You were constantly finding all the reasons for why we shouldn’t be together. You sabotaged it further by getting deeper into a relationship with your ex.

You keep trying to communicate to me why we shouldn’t be together. You keep taking love away from our relationship, retracting more and more.

Then you blame me for not being supportive.

I would’ve been 1000% supportive, if I know that you are sincere. If I know that you are not retracting every day, finding reasons to pull back.

Think about your criticism of me. Think of all the flaws you point out, such as me not supporting you. Now think about your ex, who verbally abuses you, cheated on you, did not support you, took you for granted, leeched onto you, and continues to hinge onto you for selfish reasons. You took that shit for 2 years, but you can’t give me the benefit of the doubt, the credit for trying, the credit for good intentions, for 1 week.

I think you have absorbed a lot of her bad traits recently, and it has made you unstable, selfish, abusive.

In the pretence seeking spiritual and self improvement, you are more scared than anyone. You are more wounded than anyone.

 

 

Breakfast with Sam

Went to breakfast with Sam yesterday. He was grumpy. I kept my composure and asked why.

He said he was bored, and no one here stimulates him. It was rather insulting to say that to my face I thought. He felt trapped.

I said he is free to go anywhere, why would he feel trapped. I can’t remember his reply.

I asked him why he wanted to do breakfast. He said because he said so and didn’t want to flake out. I asked why he wanted to do it the first place, and he said he felt that I’d like that. And he wanted to see me in a different setting, and how we work together.

He wanted to go get a smoke and I urged him to wait half an hour. We started fighting for his wallet.

We play fought a lot. I was biting him, he was licking me, drooling on me, eating a salad off me.

He asked, Can you stop being so sexy? I said no.

We worked together for a bit. I’d touch him once in a while, and he’d touch me once in a while.

Sometimes he’d pulled me onto his lap, sometimes he’d sit on my lap :/

He asked me what part of his body he can improve upon. I said he can improve his personality. Haha.

Then more seriously, I said his body is fine, but maybe he can improve how he is in bed. I said I thought he’d be amazing in bed and an amazing kisser. He said it’s because he is holding back from me.

He still wouldn’t kiss me aside from a light peck on the lips. I think we did kiss that night when we tried to have sex…but it wasn’t good. He positioned his tongue weirdly.

At one point he asked if I’m no longer in love with him. Something like that. I said I think so, but I still want to have fun.

Still he holds back and thought that sex would change us because we are more emotionally involved. Ugh.

In a lot of ways I’m less and less attracted to him, for sure. But we had fun at breakfast.

He dropped me off at Dojo and I worked with Debbie for a little bit. It was mostly me talking to Alex behind Debbie’s back, getting him to apologize to her for being rude.

It all worked out, but I didn’t get much work done. Sigh.

In the afternoon, Sam and I went to muay thai. He said he didn’t care if I went with him, which annoyed me, but I went. I was curious. It was fun, but was hard on the knuckles so I wouldn’t do it again.

He was not having a lot of fun. He fell into a melancoly state again.

In the evening, we all gathered around Zac for poker. Sam stayed a bit and left. He was not having fun.

At dinner, he ate quickly and left.

I messaged him to ask how I can help him feel better. He didn’t reply.

I went to his room and find him, Filipa, Debbie, and Dile sitting on the balcony. It’s as though he is most free with the girls, and the girly guys.

I talked to him for a bit, but he was rather closed off to me, so I left.

I didn’t feel especially sad, but I really don’t like how his mood swings by the hour.

Today, I still thought about it.

I messaged him. I told him that if he sees me as a good friend, then he should treat me as one, and let me help.

Surprisingly he said I always attack him when he opens up to me so he doesn’t feel comfortable opening up to me.

Sigh.

Now he just posted on Canguu community that he is looking for a place starting June 1.

He has so many issues. It makes me feel very stressed. And at the same time it seems that he feels that I’m doing that to him. What the fuck.

I want us to be good. Even though he has so many issues. Even though this thing we have is short term.

Why am I here in Bali?

I wish I’m where I’m supposed to be.

I want to meet someone for me. I want to be stress-free. I want my life to be full of love, laughter, and freedom of time and money.

 

 

 

Help!

Dear God, I’m miserable right now. Please please have my phone working by tomorrow morning when I wake up. Please please have my credit card work.

I’m lucky I’m lucky I’m lucky.

I’m loved I’m loved I’m loved.

Independent Woman

I saw Sam just briefly last night, when I came downstairs to get water. He happened to be in our villa talking to Jason. Filipa was sitting outside by the pool.

I didn’t really say hi…he came over to say hi, and the three of us talked for a few minutes.

He had been playing soccer, and will play more it seems. And he signed up for volunteering, I guess along with Filipa.

Filipa was playing videos loudly outside, making it almost hard to talk.

I felt sad. More sad when I saw him, than earlier today.

I’m sad that we can’t have a great time together in this chapter.

That he is hung up on his ex. That he said he will stop talking to her but started talking to her again.

That he has a very small and limp dick. I’d say, less than 10cm long, and around 2.5cm thick.

That he can be so self-centred.

That he is emotionally unavailable.

That he is much younger and in a different phase of his life.

That he is changing so much, into a person I don’t like.

That he is changing so much – mood and thinking – I have no idea what to expect the next day.

I need to think of the positives though.

He has been sweet to me when I see him.

He has been wanting to help me grow.

He can be quite gentle and thoughtful.

If he was into being with me long term, imagine having to have sex with the micro penis for the rest of my life! And his dominant, self-centric personality. And his ever changing thinking and mood.

He would be a difficult one to be with.

I need to pull myself together. Enjoy my time here.

I don’t want us to be critical of each other. I want us to be loving and caring and affectionate when we see each other.

Sometimes I think about others in the tribe. No one is in an ideal situation here. Everyone is suffering some. Sigh.

 

 

Independence

It’s nice to be cared for, but it’s important to have independence.

With Sam, I never know what’s gonna happen the next day, so I can’t count on him.

I’ve been ordering food from Motion Cafe. Tomorrow I’ll take a Go Jek scooter to play volleyball.

Dunno what to do about laundry…guess I can ask the group. Or Go Jek! I need to do some grocery shopping too…and I think I can use Go Jek for that too.

And that’s it!

 

Julia and Justin and bad romance

Julia and Justin got on faster than anyone. Faster than Sam and I!

I think it was at Justin’s birthday that they started flirting and maybe even more. It was very cute.

But in less than 3 weeks, things had changed. Justin hardly spent time with Julia, while we were on Gili T.

Their situation is so similar to me and Sam’s. Justin said he was afraid of getting hurt, and he was afraid of hurting her. Julia said it’s ok, she can have fun or fall in love, just want to have a good time while here. (My thoughts exactly!) She said, I won’t hurt you. She didn’t think he’d hurt her.

Justin basically wasn’t able to spend more than 1 minute with Julia while we were on mushroom that day. After we are back in Canggu, she asked for a good morning kiss in the villa and didn’t get it.

Why? Why!

Julia is handling it in strides. I’m so proud of her.

I don’t understand how one can be hurt so badly that they don’t want to spend time with someone who is loving to them.

But this happens again and again….to Julia, to me, to Masha. Amazing women, not being treated fairly by wounded men. Damn those women who wounded them. Damn those fragile hearts.

In comparison, at the moment, Sam is at least better than Justin. But it’s hard to say when he might change.

3 more weeks. Be good to me Sam. Please.

Ecstatic Dance

Sam organized an ecstatic dance. Issa, our neighbour, lead us.

Debbie was there. Filipa was there too of course. In fact I think she went to one with Sam, possibly just the two of them, I don’t know.

I showed up in mermaid pants. And so did Sam! haha.

We danced in the backyard in Villa 2. Sam was as weird as possible, but I think it’s also for show. He loves attention. He’d make weird noises, and he jumped into the pool at one point, haha.

Filipa jumped in soon after. Of course. But Sam was just getting out of the pool I think. I was observing to see if they were interacting. They weren’t.

Eventually I jumped into the pool as well. I had lots of fun making waves and splashes to the beats.

Sam and I danced with each other on land once. Intense eye contact. It was pretty cool.

At one point I was dancing on my own and I fell into the bush. Ahahaha. Sam came over and lent me a hand to help me get up.

While in water, Sam and I danced together too. I liked it when he was right behind me, with his face beside mine. He lifted me up at one point. Very romantic and sensual. And we were back to back at one point, like when we were in that club in Cape Town, and we lifted each other with our backs.

I tried to dance with Filipa a little bit. But she wasn’t very receptive. At least I tried.

We got bored after 1 hour. Sam said I did well. I was surprised that I can let go rather well!

We did a little group session, lying down with our feet touching. Issa commented that F was a bit shy. Part of me thought, yeah, she sucks! Part of me was surprised that she can’t let go.

I didn’t like that she keeps talking to Issa in French, as if to show off. I also didn’t like that she too readily agrees with everything Issa said. It came across as insincere. She does that with everyone.

Afterwards I wrote in Slack to thank Sam for setting this up. I’m trying to be sweet to him, as a good friend would.

Thanks @Samson for organizing the ecstatic dance tonight. I felt like we were 4 creek mermaids and 1 French shrub telling vibrant stories at a Christmas dinner. :merman::mermaid::mermaid::mermaid::deciduous_tree::christmas_tree::ocean::ocean:

 

Gili T weekend

We went to Gili T island this weekend.

We stayed at the beautiful Gili Ocean Club. Sam and I shared a room. We got the nicest room!

Let me just quickly sum up the weekend.

First night, Friday, we biked to the beach, watched sunset with horses and swings, and ate tuna steaks by the beach. At the beach during sunset, Sam and I did some acroyoga. Another couple wanted to learn from us. It was fun! At dinner, Sam and I swung in the hammock. We touched each other in the private area a little bit, right beside a table with 3 Chinese women haha. At night we played in the pool. Sam put me on his shoulders. We had lots of fun. I had fun chatting with everyone too. At night, we didn’t make out, but we cuddled.

Saturday morning, Sam and I went jogging together, exploring the island a bit at the same time. He ran a bit further while I did some yoga. Then we did some acroyoga by the beach. We are getting better!  Ran back, got a bit lost in the winding alleys.

At around 10:30am, we went on a 6-hour snorkel tour. We saw tons of beautiful fish, blue coral, and giant turtles! I realized I hadn’t been very supportive of him in his jokes, so I made an effort to laugh at his jokes. I think it helped raise our vibration a bit. He think he became a bit more affectionate. Considering how he kept telling me we shouldn’t be showing too much affection publicly, he was surprisingly affectionate. Sometimes biting me, sometimes pouring water on me sexily. When I was getting on the boat, he held me and took my fins off for me. Wow.

We had lunch at a beautiful place with a pool. While waiting for food, Kent, Berta and I wondered off to it. I picked up a giant shell and said, Look what I found! Half a mermaid bra! At the same time Sam showed up. We played in the pool, doing flips into it.

Food still hadn’t arrived. I told him that there was a patch of grass that would be perfect for acroyoga. We went there. He said, Remember when we were at the winery in Capetown, playing on the bouncing castles? Yes. “That was fun.” “Yes it was!”

The grass was perfect, and we did the Throne pose perfectly! It was awesome.

Right after getting back from snorkelling, Sam found a mushroom place and we each had a shake (2 cones each). We were both so excited! Sadly, the night didn’t turn out the way we imagined. We got back to the room, and we both felt a bit sick. (It happens sometimes. It’s not unusual.) We synchronized puked in our couple sinks. It was the funniest part of the night for me.

We felt a bit better and went to get some food then went to the beach. He felt the effect of the mushroom and saw me with a reptilian skin. I didn’t feel much at all. I was sad.

We sat at the beach at one point, and he wanted to talk about how we are not meant to be, again. I didn’t want to talk about it. We talked about how Filipa is probably attracted to him. She is always there, hovering near Sam. It has become annoying! I mentioned that it was probably why she was such a loner during snorkelling; because she was sad. Sam didn’t realize that but after I mentioned it, he became conscious of it. He felt bad. And he said he is attracted to her and interested in seeing how that goes. I was furious and hurt. WTF.

He wanted to not be what we are. He felt that it was a waste of his time. He wanted to meet other people. Wow. I can’t believe it. He just keeps on changing his mind, every single fucking day.

It really hurt to hear all that. To hear him say that he won’t be hurt because he is not in love with me. But he would be hurt if I was hurt because he cared about me.

Eventually we decided that we’ll take it slow. Basically continue to do what we do, except with me assuring him that I didn’t want more, and him assuring me that he won’t be sleeping with Filipa.

I feel that he is such a difficult person to be with, no matter what.

At night, we came back to the hotel finding Filipa and Dile and Jason by the pool. Dile was doing a tarot reading for Jason. Filipa went back into her room, and, I swear, reappeared with better hair. She eyed Sam with a seductive look, and avoided making eye contact with me. I was extra pissed.

Later in the night, Sam did a tarot reading with Dile. I laughed with Johan and Andrew. They are super funny. Andrew comes up with the funniest “Would you rather” questions!

Sam went to bed before me. I went to the bedroom and found him texting on his phone. Then he fell asleep way off to his side of the bed. He didn’t cuddle with me all night. I was deeply hurt. I almost messaged Filipa to tell her to fuck off.

Sunday morning comes, and I had a better idea. I invited the girls to go for a run with me. Only Filipa was able to come. Good. I wanted to have a chat with her.

As I was heading out, Sam woke up. He smiled at me as if nothing weird had happened between. Maybe his lonesomeness had nothing to do with me.

I gave me lots of face kisses and said I’m going for a walk with Filipa.

I just wanted to bond with her better. If she is my friend, she will, hopefully, be less of a bitch to me and think twice before coming in between me and Sam.

We walked for a while, Filipa and I. She has a good heart. She took on too much. She wasn’t very fun to talk to though. And she walked really slowly. We didn’t quite bond.

I was proud of myself for making the best of the situation though. I wasn’t overly upset about Sam. I looked for ways to protect myself.

At around 10:30am, I went scuba diving with some of the tribe. Sam wanted to work a bit and have alone time.

I took a refresher because I hadn’t dove in 4 years. Not since Thailand. The diving instructor was quite cute! And funny! He was from BC, Canada. He had amazing eyes and nose.

The dive was beautiful. We saw a resting shark, a giant turtle about the size of me. I wasn’t super impressed though. I had seen beautiful fish and sharks in Thailand already, and we saw turtles yesterday at snorkelling.

I guess it takes a lot to impress me these days. Not sure what to think of it!

We got back and Justin and the gang are about to go get some mushroom shakes. Filipa asked them to wait for 2 minutes. They left without her. She was mad. What’s up with this tribe??

Julia and I decided to go with Filipa to the beach, where they were doing mushroom. We weren’t gonna take any.

Sam and Jason had come back, and said they will catch up to us.

Justin and Julia weren’t doing great. Justin was out with the guys and didn’t spend any alone time with Julia. Now he had pissed Filipa off too. Julia told F to yell at Justin for her once we get to the beach. Haha.

We got to the beach and Filipa had a shake. Julia refused to take anything. I was undecided, but eventually went for it. I’m glad I did. I finished the bottom of a plastic jug lol. Then David, a sweet guy from Holland, gave me another glass. He said, fuck it, just do it. He knew I took too little last time (yesterday). And he said he’ll guide me. That was sweet of him.

I didn’t get sick this time. My knees got weak again though, like last time. I just lied there, looking at the stars. They had started to move!

Sam messaged me, asking if I did any. He said he wanted to come to me.

I felt safe when he’s arrived. He came to me and lied on top of me on the bean bag. It was sweet.

But Filipa was beside us, and she took off as Sam and I got close. Ugh. Sam noticed that and went to lie down somewhere else.

At that time I felt like being alone though, so it was ok by me.

Filipa was laughing a lot and having a good time though. I wished I wasn’t so weak. I wished I could dance. But I just wanted to sleep.

Eventually I got up. I could feel Sam taking note of it. And I think to his surprise, David came to me and walked to the water with me. He tried to help me enjoy it.

At some point, I felt like sitting at the beach alone. When I closed my eyes, I saw some patterns, but nothing too clear. But it’s bright. It was a strange feeling to open my eyes and see night time in this world, and it felt like a different reality.

I looked for Sam but didn’t find him. I sat back down and messaged him to please come. He came fairly quickly. He sat behind me and put his legs around me. He kissed me and made me laugh. I felt so loved and protected. He asked if I ate, I said not since lunch. He wanted to get me some water. He went away for 10 seconds, and Alex had come to talk to me. And Andrew. And Jason. They made me laugh too. And they made me feel cared for. I saw Sam come back with the water, but was waiting on the side, and eventually just gently put the water beside me and left. Alex said, Sam is a good guy.

Sam really did take good care of me while I was high. I really appreciated that.

We went for a walk on the beach. I was laughing a lot. And I laughed like a kid. He was being quit sexy and caring. He was telling me something and I interrupted him to tell him he has a sexy voice and accent. He didn’t like me changing the subject, but I told him it’s because I liked what he was doing so much, I wanted to compliment him.

While high, I found it easier to say these things, and in a tone of an amused little child. It’s my inner child.

We meditated together on the beach for a bit. I suddenly felt that I could feel everyone’s pain. I cried. I said I didn’t know why there’s so much pain. I didn’t have that pain. I thought I could help. I thought I just needed to show up. I think it’s that side of me believing that I am a part of the Goddess of Compassion.

Sam would ask me to calm down when I went too far. I kinda wanted to go further. But he didn’t want me to make a scene at the beach.

We kissed. He started touching me down there and making me so horny. I was so into it, but every time I opened my eyes, he was in my face, looking at me, smiling, instead of being really into it himself. Not sure if that’s a good thing.

Part of me wonder if he was really nervous about being with me, and wanted to wait ’til I’m high.

We decided to go home and do more to each other.

Sam wanted to buy more mushroom first. Mushroom is a funny drug. You can pull yourself out of it and act quite normal. Then you get let yourself go and be a little crazy.

He had most of it, I took a sip. Then, the music at the mushroom booth was good, so we started dancing. Like, kind of a crazy dance. I was surprised that I could let go like that!

Later on Andrew told us that someone in the tribe said, look at those two..they are made for each other! If only they know the truth, ha.

Then we socialized a bit with the rest of the group. Kumar was cuddling with Berta. Johan, Andrew, and others were there.

We locked up our bikes and walked home.

I needed to use a washroom, and Sam tried very hard to find me one. At first he tried to pay for us to use the washroom. Everyone said, try the next store. I guess we looked a bit crazy. He quickly figured it won’t work like that. He offered to buy water, then the guy let us use the washroom. He is smart.

We got home, and I think our drug has worn off by then. We tried to have sex, but he couldn’t get hard. He wasn’t present either. He wasn’t looking me in the eye. He said he isn’t ready. Sigh. He is so small, and couldn’t get hard. I think it’s not just that he wasn’t ready.

We talked, he had lots of thoughts to send to himself.

We talked a lot about the dark side within him (he doesn’t think he deserves to bo alive), his ex, etc. He kept going into excited modes and was recording messages to his mom, family, friends. I was shocked by his dark side. I didn’t know that kind of a feeling can exist! At least we cuddled that night.

I decided I needed to masturbate. He said he was tired. But when I did start touching myself, he started touching me, and gave me an orgasm using his hand. Impressive actually. Usually only I can do that.

His touch is so gentle though. Almost can’t feel it. He is super sensitive and delicate.

Then, I touched him and gave him an orgasm too.

He came onto me and I took a shower. When I came out, he was texting his ex, Pat.

Sigh. He was still talking to her! I don’t want to tell him to stop anymore. He needs to learn that himself.

The next morning I woke up to a bit of a high still, I think. I was more calm, more centred, more present. I went downstairs and learned that Alex and Andrew felt that way too. Many people did.

I was thrilled to see that I was now able to make very good eye contact with people! I told Sam after I got back into our room. He was so thrilled too. I know he loves seeing me grow.

We stare into each other’s eyes for a bit. He appreciated that I told him about this discovery!

He said a couple times that morning that I looked beautiful. I was extra beautiful to him that day. Was it because I was more centred? Or because I had makeup on haha.

He went to beach with Filipa to fetch our bikes. I asked if I should come, because there were 3 bikes. He said no, he can take two. I decided to let them have their alone time. I don’t know what he’ll say to her, but I needed to trust him.

When they came back, I greeted them from our balcony. I wanted her to know that I was fully aware of Sam going with her alone.

If I were to notice anything, I’d say Sam was more attentive to me after.

When Sam and I walk in the streets, many local men (4 or 5 a day) would say to me, “Nice hair!” They love how I look. Sometimes Sam would say, What about me? Because he has pretty much the same hair as me right now haha. Actually today (last day on the island), I guess our vibe was so good, two people randomly said to us, “Nice couple!”

I went to get my nails done with Filipa, like we are BFFs. They did such a bad job I had to tell them to stop! I ended up getting just a clear coating.

He had a smoke on the balcony and I was going somewhere (probably massage with Berta). He said, You’re a beautiful space giraffe pterodactyl lobster mermaid (something like that), and smiled at me. I smiled and ran back to him and kissed him on the lips.

Berta, James, and I went for a massage. Gili Inn Spa. It was the best massage in Indonesia so far! I felt that I lost the mushroom high (or centred-ness) after though. I felt tired.

I called Mom while we were about to leave for the boat. Sam came up to tell me that we are leaving in 2 minutes. He was sweeter today.

Sam bought a volleyball so we played with it on the beach while waiting for our boat. For the first time I can teach him a sport!

At one point the ball went too far, and I just plunged into the water. My denim shorts were completely wet! Sam couldn’t stop laughing at that. Haha. I think he appreciates that quality about me – going after what I want even if my shorts get completely soaked!

We sat together on the boat, Berta joined us at one point. Sam leaned to the side to fall asleep. At one point he just left, and slept with Jason. Later on I got sea sick and lied down. Berta left. I was cold, so I asked Sam for his sarong. He came over and tucked me in with his sarong. In front of F. He was super sweet.

Andrew, Jame, Sam, and I shared a cab home. At one point, Andrew said something funny and Sam and I both laughed non stop. Andrew said, “I’ve never seen a couple this happy. Last night when you were dancing together, someone said, look at those too! They are perfect together. They are meant to be together.”

We both smiled and said nothing. If only he knew how difficult it’s been for me, and how much Sam resists me.

 

 

 

Honeymoon

Sam and I had another talk again today.

Sigh. I hate how some things are right now.

I hate it when he talks about how we are not meant to be together. How we are not compatible for the long term. I don’t like thinking about it or hearing about it.

He is so unavailable to me. He is in love with his ex, who is way worse than me in terms of emotional stability, yet his reason for thinking that we aren’t compatible is that I get upset at him a little bit.

I’m so frustrated.

All I want is to have fun dating him. To be good to each other. To be affectionate. To laugh lots.

I think, I want to be loved. I want to be appreciated, accepted, admired.

Maybe he does need to remind me that I need to keep a distance. Because he is not that person for me.

It’s confusing because the other day he said he loved me. He asked to stare into each other’s eyes. Said he would make it up to me in terms of being affectionate. Said that he’ll find out what my favourite ice cream was. Spent time with me looking at the stars without caring what others think. Talked about going on trips together. Told me he was scared to fall in love with me and me falling in love with him.

I know that he is extremely difficult to be with. He is ever-changing. Selfish. Sometimes distant. Sometimes lost in his own world.

I also know that he has a small penis that most likely can’t satisfy me. He sucks in bed, surprisingly.

What I want is for him to fall in love with me. To accept my flaws and be a true lover who admires me, adores me, appreciates me.

Ah, how great that would be!

To want to be with each other despite the difficulties.

How I wish that he actually loves me and wants to be with me and that we are actually compatible. How I wish that he would try. How I wish that he would overcome his fears to pursue us.

I remember that day at the beach, when he wanted to try. Despite me being mad at him. Where did that guy go?

Inside him, there’s a guy who loves me, who wants to try to make it work.

How I wish that things will get better day after day, week after week.

I don’t need us to be together. I just want him to show me his love without holding back. I want a honeymoon! No drama.