MrRoss, true...you're absolutely right. "none of both of you are ready to give more"- that's the idea! and the root of all evil...expectations that lead to disappointment...
er...no. we're not that close....I think the problem is with me. I refuse what I am given...AND NOW i CAN'T SAY FOR SURE IF THIS IS WHAT i needed or wanted when I had no possibility for any relationship with this boy...but...he never says anything when he is with me...i mean, he never says that I look nice or sth...nothing...and I don't even know if he enjoys my company. Maybe he thinks of someone else while sitting with me. How do I know that? and there are things that confuse me most of all...if you wish to understand me better, you can look through Nexus' diary-some months ago there was a post where he had written about his feelings to some girl - NOT ME for sure, and we knew each other that time, but were not considered to be a couple. I have a suspicion that he loves her...still loves her...and tries to forget her with my help...maybe I'm mistaken, but that post doesn't give me rest for so much time...I just can't kiss the man who can be kissing somebody else while doing it with me. But at the same time I can't forget his hands warming mine ones...and his bright eyes...so full of light and life...
I haven't written anything im my diary about our last meeting last Tuesday...when I was broken at last...I know he doesn't understand English so I can tell you in English what has happened.
I asked him to bring me some discs, we appointed a meeting, but when I came he said that he was to have an extra-class that day(it was unexpected even for him) and he had forgotten my discs...i was sad...i've been longing for the meeting since my Birthday...but he was looking at me smiling and waiting- every time we part i kiss him(just a simple touch of lips and nothing more),so i did that time. (that's what is strange-when I talk to him or walk with him he does nothing to me-i mean he doesn't try to embrace me or sth, sometimes takes my hand while walking in the street and not more...but when we have to part...he changes!just like there were two different men..he embraces me, kisses me...once I even had to tell him to let me go from his embrace or my trolley would have been gone =)sometimes i feel that he doesn't want me to leave...but that times are exceptions.)So, we appointed another meeting and that day i recieved a message from him that his head was aching terribly and he missed his classes, he apologized and promised to call me that evening. I waited for his call in vain. He didn't.The next day I met him at the university and tried to find out why he didn't call me. He had no reasons, I knew it looking into his eyes and he tried to turn his head for me not to look into his eyes, cause he was confused and didn't know what to say. Then he suggested that we should meet the next day - last Tuesday, and so agreed. I was late for 5 minutes that day and when I was coming to Lenin Square in my bus I saw him walking in the direction of my univer (he takes his bus there usually-near my univer)but we AGRRED to meet NEAR HIS ACADEMY OF LAW!i was furious...no word to describe that feeling...i was mad for that moment...i decided to run and CATCH HIM IF IT WOULD BE POSSIBLE -just to say everything I thought about his filthy deed.(note:I never attend physical education because of my broken leg many years ago, so my legs are completely untrained)I ran...my legs were getting heavier but I forced myself to run. And i caught him only near my univer where he had stopped to talk to a friend of his. He saw me and with a smile said loudly: "Ah,Maya!" I told him some things that I was angry because of his behavior and he explained that he supposed to meet me on his way to my univer!Though I had only first class that day and came from home- I told him that fact earlier but he might have forgotten i admit.He gave me my discs and continued talking to his friend...I didn't know what to do: whether i was to leave or to wait. But long days of waiting made me stay, though i was angry. Then his friend left and he asked me wether i wanted to go somewhere, though admitting that he was cold and couldn't walk for a long time. We went to some central book stores and then he said he was completely cold and wanted to go home ( i must confess his jacket was very thin...)i objected...in my mind =) but said that i would let him go, though i wanted to visit one more book shop-he refused to go with me and we stood at Lenin square. Then i said: "Go." He asked: "Where?",me:"Home",he:"Aaa..."(affirmatively)Then he looked at me in his usual way when he wants to kiss me before we part, he was smiling.But I said:"Bye",Turned and left without even looking at him. I couldn't turn my head and watch the expression of his face...It was so difficult not to cry while i was going home...i was depressed...really depressed...I couldn't stop crying for some hours...i wasn't sure if i behaved in a right way-that was the thing that was tormenting me at that moment.i think my anger led me that time...i alloweded it to...i shouldn't have let it rule my brain...
I'm 99% sure he didn't understand me...i wrote him an sms that day we quarreled- that he had offended me once again and didn't even apologize.No word has been heard from him since that Tuesday...and it's already a week...i blame myself...but so many things he did made me that tough and not underastanding...don't know what to do now...wether i shall talk to him first or wait...
But...concerning having sex with him: how do I also know if this is not the only thing he wants from me?...I don't know men...i can't believe any of them...(not taking you in consideration =)
And there is some strange feeling rising when he touches me-fear, perhaps...Natasha sais he doesn't attract me as a man...maybe as a human but not a man...but...no, I don't think so. It's just my mind and memories of that girl and his offences...I can't believe that everything can be good between he and me...
And still...I feel him being so distant for me...so kissing him is like kissing an unknown man from the street. I wonder if we could ever be closer...or this fragile relationship would shatter like glass...
I told you everything...I hope you can help me...by looking at the situation from your pint of view.
P.S. Nata hates him - now she hates him much more because she cares about me...and I...my mind is peaceful at the moment, my heart is cold and my soul is calm. But every night i can't but think of him...why didn't he stop me that day?..why did he let me go?...was it his proud or selfishness?...or sth else?...