It ended as fast as it started (pt.2)

"Hey, I know sh*t get kinda f*cked up sometimes you know, I know you can get kinda carried away with yourself. But uh, why dont you be real with me and be real with you at the same time. You can't get what you get here no where else ma. Keep it real now...You Knowwwwww"  -T.I

It ended as fast as it started...again. She entered his life with the same quickness as she had originally left it and before they knew it, things were back in full swing. Back to doing the things that felt right to do together, back to spending the time that was once a constant in their relationship. (Perhaps the speed at which things picked up is what made him blind). He always had a knack for making her smile and this time around the smiles seemed more genuine than the last. Everytime she did the feelings of the past would temporarily revisit him but he pushed them to the side and stayed caught up in the moment that was then.

He was in denial. Refusing to believe he was making, what others perceived as, a bad decision and some said was a mistake. He didn't head the words that echo'd in his head, and refused to believe that "he was setting himself up for failure."

Things appeared to be different than they once were, because there was actually 'effort' by her as opposed to it all coming from him. Despite their initial seperation, and the conditions that influenced such, it all seemed to flow smoother than before. Before long, he knew it, he was caught up and back to feeling like he had originally felt. Did she feel the same though? In realizing the same old things were happening again, he paused. He didn't want to be caught sleeping like last time nor did he want to be played the fool yet again.

In an effort to better understand the path the two appeared to be heading down, he asked a simple question. It wasn't "that" question, but based on her response, or lack there of, it might as well been. She treated this simple heartfelt no thinking required question it like it was a life altering decision and instead of saying what was in her heart, she remained silent. Silence is a motherfucka and he knew it. She seemed to know silence as a mind fuck. Yet still they kept on, and pushed the "non-resolved" to the side. She appeared to like it that way, continuing on and staying clear of any conversations which could harpen back on the answeer that she had yet to provide. Meanwhile he patiently waited, all while following through with being who he's always been to her.  He was a good dude.

Still though, he wanted an answer to his question, he felt he deserved it, especially based on their 'history'. But in his continued efforts to cater to her needs, which was foolish,  he allowed her what she considered 'time to organize her thoughts'. Nevermind the fact that a hearfelt question deserves a heartfelt response and planning" shouldn't be needed when responding from the heart. He knew this, and  she knew this, but still the words were never spoken (or written). So, holding on to a false hope, he allowed this response (or lack there of) to be adequate enough to continue on. He was foolish and in fact, 'setting himself up for failure'.

It wasn't until 1 night that he made a comment that changed his perception. This comment was slightly related to the avoided question, but more of a flirtation. He saw it as it as innocent in nature, as most of his comments towards her usually are. She however saw it as rude. At that point an all too familiar feeling quickly re-emerged and made its prescence known. He knew that in no time, things would end as fast as they started. But he didn't care at this point because she seemingly didn't care either. In 1 instance he allowed a side of him that she had never seen before to emerge, he let his inner asshole out and through sarcasm made his point about how he is deserving of a response.

He hasn't heard from her since.

It ended as fast as it started...again.