So I admit that I’m the biggest
idiot in the world. Hope you don’t mind me sharing the story with you guys. Saturday,
December 13th, I wasn’t feeling well at all and cancelled all my
plans. I wasn’t sure how sick I was but I figured it’d be better if I just
stayed home and rested. I texted him to give him a head’s up.
“Hey. I’m not coming in tonight because I’m feeling
unwell. Hopefully, next week I’ll be in”.
“Ok. Not a problem. Hope you feel better”.
“Thanks” I said.
About 20 minutes later, I text him again. This shows how I
lack finesse when not feeling well! Wait till you hear about my drunk texts!
**internal groans**
“Mind if I’m honest with you?”
I don’t hear anything for about 20 minutes so I proceed.
“I know that you’re married and that you love your wife.
I just wanted to let you know that I care about you more than I should and I
have since the first day I met you. I know that I’m pretty much a no one to you
but I also know that you won’t leave your wife but I just wanted to let you
know what I was feeling.”
A few hours go by before he says
anything. He finally texts me saying “No problem”. Um, ok, right??
Last night, December 19th, I went
in for a brief dinner. Thankfully nobody told him that I was in. When I
ordered, I asked the server NOT to let him know that I was in but I’m sure
someone else made him aware.
When my entrée came out, it was
obvious that he knew at that point……I’ve seen the dishes that he makes that go
out. They look good but not like how mine comes out. Anyways, one bite of my entrée,
and I’m in love with the food. I text him saying that the chicken francese is
to die for and that it’s the best I’ve had. An hour and a half go by and no
word. It was a little busy but I’ve seen him busier than that and still be able
to respond to a call or a text but whatever. I finish, order dessert and then
pay my bill. I gave the server approximately 41% tip and she had a cow. I love
the girl to death; she’s a great server and works her ass off. Not to mention,
very gorgeous!! As I left, I texted him saying good night.
I leave and head to a local movie theater to see a new
movie. Three quarters of the way through, he finally texts me apologizing to me
saying that he was busy. I told that there’s no need to explain because I
understand.
Since
I still have the conversation, there’ve been a few times throughout the day
that I’ve seen him type because of the “……” symbol but he ends up deleting
whatever he writes. I’m not too bothered by it because I’m just someone who
cares for him even though I know that I shouldn’t. According to my best friend,
I’m in love with this guy. I’m sure that what my friend said isn’t too far off
from the truth but at least I’m admitting to I care for him more than I should……..my
Hispanic Johnny Depp.
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