have a boyfriend

Finally after months of want him, thinking of him. I got him. I got his smiles, his jokes, his insight on my card play. Even if his Ex was uncomfortable with it, I was fine, I had him. Life was wonderful…

Then he broke up with me. suddenly, fine and wonderful, happy, studying together went from this won’t work, I don’t want to hurt you in 3 hours. And while I got break up pancakes with my best friend sobbing into the syrup, he had her.

I don’t regret any moment with him, I regret talking to him that night, I regret forgiving her, I regret forgiving him. Yet I feel like everything I’m sad over now is about me… not them.

Two of my best friends just broke up and rumor has it a guy I kinda like I think maybe (he’s great and sweet and I love hanging out with him and dig him) may ask me out.

PROBLEM: his ex, though giving a green light has been known to change signals in a moment. Urk!!

Okay I got to a cute little college in the middle of no where with students from all over the world. Woot? Totally I love it. But boy friendless I’m about to scream!! All my friends have boyfriend and though I’m not hideous looking I’m not Oscar worthy ‘kay?

1. I’m to good for him such as not the most amazing guy ever and only sorta have feeling for him
2. He’s totally amazing and taken
3. Totally amazing and gay (i hate that one)

I must make a plan of attack.