The End

After a short but very sweet not-so-summer fling, me and my mystery man decided to call it quits last night. For once, it was a very civilized break up, which I suppose just made it a more poignant moment than otherwise.

After having tried to do it everybody else's way but mine, I finally decided to pay attention to my own heart. So we had a talk, a long one.. filled with those loaded silences that these talks are usually accompanied with. What it boiled down to was that neither one of us was willing to budge. He wasn't willing to open himself up to me - period, and I wasn't willing to settle for less.

Unfortunately for me, I have too much to give someone, to be with someone who can't return the feeling. I think this could be the universe's twisted sense of humor, to send me a guy that is fun, interesting and good looking, everything a girl like me could want, and make him completely emotionally disconnected from me.

So here I am, sitting in office, indulging in a lot of wistful sighing, wearing my blinding Green kurta to help brighten up my day.. But I am proud of myself for knowing myself enough, for standing up for what I want, and for not believing I should settle for less, ever.. even if it's only for a few months.

It was to be honest, no matter how short lived, one of the nicest times I've had.. and I'm going to miss the chatting and laughing, lounging on the sofa watching Burn Notice, cracking up over the Simpsons, dissing the Indian commercials, learning about football, and texting all day long... and after a little more sighing and moping I'm going to file it away in my mind as a lovely memory.. and I suppose in the end, c'est la vie, right?