Single defined

It started out as I imagined it should be, that is, fairly typical for a single gal. I met a great guy, totally made a connection with him. Barely had to wait a day for him to contact me, let him make all the first moves, ask me out, lean in for a kiss.

The first date was truly magical and will go down in history as certainly one of the most romantic. A picnic in the park, he brought the blanket and gin and tonics. The conversation flowed and the evening would have been fine ending that way, but it ended with the sweetest kiss.

Two dates later, ugh, rejection is embarrassing. He was completely honest with me, a pre- existing situation he had to see out. He wasn’t making a choice, just couldn’t do both, blah blah, break my heart. Basically, I felt deflated.

Is the only way to view it the stereotypical way? He’s just not that into you. I saw the film, it struck a chord. Of course I will go on, I have been through way harder things. But this was different, I could see the potential. Now I’m just worried I’ll be one of those single women who feels connected every time, and cries over each and every loss. I can't exist in that pathetic path.

I liked someone then had to deal with having the potential yanked from my grasp. It stung. But there are other things in life than those that may or may not be meant to be.