Le sigh.

And just like that I’ll stop everything and stay up later than I wanted, just to talk to him. He sends me a message about hating the beach and her.

Naturally, I thought something happened but nope, he’s on vacation her and her rich family at the beach. He placed emphasis on “Rich”.

So then he’s said he’s done with her when they get back home, blah blah blah. I’m like, oh? When’s that? They’re only there til Wednesday in a fancy hotel right on the boardwalk.

He tried to show me the ocean but I guess the beach is forbidden at night.

If they’re over as he said, is he going to try to get with me? Ya, idk…

In reality,  we really don’t have much in common and I could never afford his lifestyle.

I’ve no interest in the sports that he likes, or his fancy expensive truck, house, and bling whatever. He’s materialistic and I am exactly not.

He isn’t an introvert. I wouldn’t step up.

The only thing besides physical attraction is familiarity.

Maybe that’s enough but idk if I can bring myself to meet up with him and find out.

And here I am, always available.

And I shouldn’t be.