Missed Connections in Charleston
We have been friends for a while now and universe seems to be against me actually dating anyone right now.
I have been on a few dates and many guys have come and gone in the time we have been friends.
I guess I should take it as a sign but not sure as a sign for what.
I know you will never see this but I just have to put it out there…. For myself.
There is just something that I shouldn’t take for granted.
You contact me immediately after something bad happens and you don’t even know something bad has happened.
And I never tell you something has happened either.
It is just a bunch of ironic coincidental things that make me think there is something at work here.
We are a lot alike in many ways.
But duh, we are friends.
I guess I am just thinking that if I get it out and into actual words, that it will stop bugging me so much.
I don’t know if we are just meant to be friends, a hookup, or actually date but it just bugs me the way everything always ends up with you still there, right when I think you aren’t really there anymore.
It will be days since we last talked but when I start to give up on something, you are right on time with a response that makes me feel better and lets me know you are still there.
Thank you for still being there.
Goodnight my friend, I will talk to you soon.
Her Two Cents from the Missed Connections Chief Bottle-Finder:
Charleston, South Carolina is our missed connection spotlight today. Despite it being the second largest city in the state, it’s a quiet feed that mainly offers uninspiring, run-of-the-mill NSA/locker-room pick-up messages. Oh, before I forget… Charleston’s nickname is “The Holy City” due to the number of churches it has. You can chew on that bit of irony while enjoying some Monday morning Bob Marley. To our lovelorn poet who’s uncertain about the relationship potential of a friend, following the Jamaican adage to “keep it in your head” might be the wisest course of action.