Why didn’t you pick Me?

Dating is hard and sometimes heartbreaking. Met a guy through friends; he was hot, sexy, and very charming. People warned me he was a player but sometimes you need to figure those things out on your own.

We started seeing each other but kept it on the down low because he said he didn’t want people knowing his private life. While out one night, I saw he sent a text to his ex-girlfriend asking her on a date. I did not go through his phone to find the text his phone was open on the bar and the font on the text was big enough to read from across the bar. After calling him out on the text, we had a heated argument and that should have been the end of the story.

A month later I ran into him he apologized, and we started all over again, even though I was moving out of state. We kept in touch after I moved and during a recent visit to my hometown, I met him at the local bar.

I was so excited to see him again, and thought he felt the same because he had said so in texts. After placing my hand on his leg (something he always did while sitting next to me), he literally moved his chair away from me. I asked him “what the actual fuck was that about?” He said he was a private person, I was pretty much in his lap (I wasn’t), and he didn’t want people knowing his business. And that is where the story ends.

I never understand why he didn’t pick me or why I kept hoping he would. He tried telling me, I just didn’t listen. Next!