I told myself I would never step back into this thread, but Kirun"s situation hits so close to home, I needed to at least explain what happened to me over ten years ago-
When I met my ex, for me it was love at first site. for 3 years, she knew how I felt about her and almost like clockwork, every 6 months I would ask her out on a date only to be rejected. Pretty much, right at the end of the 3rd year of our friendship, I had to move to Georgia because I had run into some financial problems and my folks lived out there.
A month after I moved out there, my ex (not my ex yet, of course- We hadnt even dated at this point) was telling me how much she missed me and wished that I lived in Texas. Being the stupid male I was, I figured this meant that she wanted me. I told her how much i cared for her and that i wanted to try and build a relationship (again) and she shot me down. I was so angry. I was furious actually. I told her that if she did not want a relationship, that she wasnt going to get my friendship, that it wasnt fair that she got what she wanted and I didnt. She said "Fuck you" in a pouty/crying voice and I hung up on her. About 3 hours passed and I felt horrible. I felt like I was being selfish and that it wasnt her fault that she did not have feelings for me. I called her back and apologized later that night. I continued being her friend, listening to her high school relationship woes and how her friends were little bitches because they were jealous of her new piercings/her new car/her new boyfriend. I hated it, but I was still her friend.
A month after that, she was preparing for her gaduation and begged for me to come to it. I was the only person she wanted there. I flew back for her graduation and met 2 of her friends. Unbeknown to me, both friends were talking to her about "I wish I had a guy like that.", "Why arent you with a guy like that?", etc... After I returned to Georgia, we continued being friends. As time went on, I heard less and less about guys. Really to the point there were none at all and instead of getting her attention (online) for 30-an hour a night, I was getting like 4 hours a night. (It was a slow increase, so it wasnt really anything i had noticed)
2 months later, she informs me that her dad has allowed her to fly out to Georgia to come visit me. She comes and stays with me on the July 4th week/weekend in 2000. The first night she was there, I kissed her. The next night, she was kissing me. By the time she left, we were pretty much in a relationship without anything said. 2 weeks later, she told me she loved me (and a couple of years later, she told me the moment she knew she loved me). Amonth after her visit, i moved back to Texas and the rest is history.
I guess what I am trying to say- Dont shit on the girl because you dont get what you want right now. There are times you do ignore a girl, but I think this is one of those times where you dont. You suck it up and you be her friend. Your idea that she has been stringing you along the whole time is just your justification for your current actions.
You might be screwing yourself out of something great and you dont even know it. If this guy (the guy she ran back to) fucked up once, he will fuck up again. Nice guys may finish last, but they do finish.
