I can't stop thinking about the hot Italian guy at the Salsa bar that night. He was so hot. I loved dancing with him. He didn't ask for my number though and I didn't ask either. Argh! Now I'll probably never see him again.
Sometimes I wonder if I will ever find anyone meaningful again or if the rest of my life is gonna be a collection of drunken snogs, shags and crushes that never lead to anything.
They say never regret anything that made you smile. Although sometimes I find it hard not to.
I was with THE EX for 7 years, that's most of my adult life (i'm now 25). I still think about him. I think deep down I still love him, but I let him go because I felt I was always doing the chasing, always running for his attention, it was me who made the plans to go out, see each other. He didn't really seem to mind either way. I don't want someone so passive but he was the only guy who ever cared about me.
Everywhere I go I see happy couples. It makes me feel even worse. People keep saying I'm gorgeous, intelligent, whatever, why cant I find someone then? Guess I'm just going to have to concentrate on my career for now.
