One of them was a comfort zone, a home I could rely on, keeping me stuck to the ground while my mind floated away. But my goodness the other one was an adventure. With him I saw it all from the tops of the highest mountains. I didn’t want to grow within him, as him, I wanted to grow because of him. Flowers never bloom without the rays of the sun, and with him I dared to step outside of all I’ve ever known.
This subject is one of my personal favorites. Why? Because it is the selfless universal truth of humanity that loving or crushing on someone who does not feel the same way as you sucks. Whether it’s a few weeks, a month, or years if you find yourself identifying with any of the lies below well you sir/ma’am have been cursed with an arrow that only struck you through your miserable heart. I am not here to make this better for you (it is simply not possible) or give you tips on how to get over it. My sole purpose is to provide you with humor and understanding during this horrible time in your life. You can make yourself a sappy playlist on Spotify and cry later. If you haven’t experienced this, well then this post isn’t for you and consider yourself to be extremely fortunate.
Welcome to the lies you have told yourself, or will be telling yourself….
Lie #1.) Maybe I’m in this situation because they don’t know how I feel
I’d let you get away with lie number one if you have never spent a considerable amount of time around the person you have hopelessly fallen for. If you have spent time around them, possibly even considering yourself “friends”, well then just know you have been lying to yourself. In your mind you may think you are aloof and cool about it, but everyone knows including your crush. They see you blink an extra time as you try and choke back the tears building up in your eyes as they talk to you about someone they like, or think is hot. They see you go out of your way to spend time with them or do them little favors. They know you want them, they just don’t care to want you back. You have been friendzoned. I like to say you’ve become somewhat of a meaningless doting accessory that often gets forgotten when not convenient. Like a sock that doesn’t have its match, or a lamp shade.
2.)Sure, we are friends
This is the one you tell yourself after you realize that there is an unspoken understanding between the two of you. That understanding is that you both know how you feel. This is the stage where you actually start to believe you are ok with being friends. Truth is that you enjoy being miserable and just don’t want said love out of your life. You might even been a tad bit masochistic by offering to set up your crush with someone else just to prove that you are purely their friend. Lie. Lies all over the place. Do you even know what is true anymore!?
3.) If we were together it wouldn’t work out anyway
This one might be my favorite. This one is comfort food for the weak who believe that it wouldn’t work out without having tried first. You may give yourself other small lies that umbrella under this lie. For example, I hate the way they do… , We have different goals.. , I’m not his/her type, I’m not good enough for him/her, if we got together and then broke up I would lose a friend. All of these thoughts would likely not even go through your head if they actually wanted you back. If they wanted to be in a relationship with you right now, I can guarantee you would dive head first into that relationship like it was a pool filled with carne asada tacos.
4.) Dropping hints
This one isn’t so much of a lie, it is an action. A half-truth if you will. This is the I am afraid to say anything directly because I know they don’t like me back but I am going to go fishing in the bathtub to satisfy my hopeless little heart. This is the one where you flirt with, possibly bumping them flirtatiously, or playfully brushing up against their hand while watching a movie on the couch, just to see how they react. They don’t move when you do this or seem repulsed by your flirting, but they also may not grab your hand either and hold it as if it’s theirs. This lie just makes everything more confusing. Now you feel mixed signals. Just because they flirted back does not mean they like you. People like attention, especially if you are decent-looking and giving them the time of day. They soak it up like sponges sometimes without realizing that you actually are doing it for more than just the attention. Don’t be this person. I’ve been this person. I hate this person. Be bold and go after what you want wholeheartedly and have your heart ripped into a billion tiny pieces. I promise you will live to tell the story…maybe.
5.) This new person is so much better for me
Ok so you finally decided to date someone else whilst still being friends with your “true love”. This person is probably good-looking and kind to you. They say the right things and give you an occasional laugh. This is all great, but if in the back of your mind you still wish you were hanging with your old crush then this means you aren’t over them and you are just squandering time with this new person. This person doesn’t care as much about your passions, and doesn’t get your quirky jokes. It is completely understandable because you had a comfort zone with your crush, maybe you still do. This one is perhaps the most cringe-worthy because you finally accept that no one will even come close to being like your unrequited love, and your heart aches, and you will sit here alone and watch them marry someone else. There are always cats!
I hope you enjoyed my not so humorous humor about being friendzoned. If this is you, get out as fast as you can. Fall in love with tacos instead. Tacos never disappoint.
If he is air then I am the fire he fuels and keeps burning;
I’d burn down every forest just to follow the direction of his wind.
You are a tragedy
A charming tempter with a devilish smile
An earthquake shaking things up,
Turning them upside down
No way was I looking for you, but you are what I found
I’ve always had a thing for tragic flaws
So I answered your persistent calls
You are a tragedy
A most certain hell
Cunning and secretive
Holding in lies you’d never tell
Exploiting every goddamn weakness
What an insane idea to want a taste of the poison that dripped seamlessly from your lips
But words were never enough to fill the empty space in between your darkness and mine
No love existed in your winter cold eyes
I should’ve known better
I should have cut off all ties
I wanted to cry for your sins and mine
If I opened the floodgates I feared they’d never shut
Now you’re gone
All we have is what was between hello and goodbye
You were a tragedy
One hurricane of a person
Ruining everything you touched
You’re so tragically flawed
Yet so wonderfully made
You started off with goodness
Please tell me when that started to fade
The city lights reflected in my vanity mirror as the night dragged on. I sat there sipping my champagne that I shouldn’t have been drinking since I was supposed to be 5 months sober. I didn’t care about things like that back then. I was a selfish woman. I deserved to be. I looked at myself in the mirror; my eyes were smeared in black eyeliner and my mascara was streaked down my cheeks. I was amazed at how ugly I looked, when just a few hours before I was the most beautiful girl at the cocktail party. But that is how fast life changes. I was the girl who guys wanted to date, and who girls wanted to be. I loved my position in life. There was no one else I’d rather be, until this very moment that changed everything. That was last summer. The night that forever changed me. I’d like to go on the record by saying I am still extremely fabulous, just not in the same vain way I was before.
That hot summer night, after staring at myself for what seemed like decades, I tore my elegant green mermaid style dress off and threw it in a heap on the floor along with the pearls and diamond necklace that bastard had given me. I stood there in nothing but my strapless bra, black lace thong and Christian Louboutin stilettos. I studied myself in the stand alone mirror for a moment admiring my thin figure and toned bum. I loved my body while hating the person inside of it. I turned away quickly and ran into the bathroom to draw myself a hot bubble bath. I watched the steam rise as the Jacuzzi tub began to fill.
The air in the bathroom filled with a strong lavender vanilla scent that calmed me. It is probably one of the main reasons why I didn’t hear him enter into the room behind me. I turned my head to look over my shoulder for a second before his fist hit my face. I wish I could say that he stopped after that one punch, but he didn’t. His fists pounded into my face crushing bone until I blacked out unconscious. I had done things in the past to make men mad. I had been slapped and pushed a couple of times, but I had always gotten up and defended myself, stopping further abuse. The slaps and pushes were no big deal I could handle it, but this beating changed my life forever.