She is a nice girl. 

I don’t have anything against her.

She means well whenever she invites me to hang out.

But more often than not I decline.

I’m picky about who and where I hang out.

I also have to be in the mood otherwise it becomes a drag for me.

We see each other on occasion.

We chat a bit, at times she pushes to go deeper but I am guarded and careful.

Not because I don’t like her.

I am just selective about sharing personal stuff with people.

There’s something about her that does not seem to connect with me.

It’s not a bad thing.

It’s just off beat as in out of sync.

One excuse after another she finally makes a comment.

She says that everyone is busy but if I don’t make time then we’ll never see each other.

She has a point but unfortunately it’s not my point.

I have other things to do.

Sometimes better things and sometimes just nothing to do.

I don’t have a problem doing nothing.

I like doing nothing when I’ve had a long day.

If I have something better to do then I make time.

I’m going on and on about this because I feel that she’s laid down an ultimatum.

I don’t like how it makes me feel.

I won’t budge.

She may give up.

I know myself.

If it’s worth the extra mile I won’t need convincing.

I have friends I rarely see.

But when they call or visit I am quick to agree.

No need to push.

No need to pretend.

If it feels right and comfortable I am easy.

Hanging out shouldn’t have to be a strain.

I hate to dampen anyone’s mood.

Too bad she’s a nice girl.

I honestly just don’t feel it.

I’m sorry that my seminar got cancelled this weekend.

I’m sorry that I have to wait one more Saturday before sign language finals.

But I’m not sorry my deaf buddy was late today because I love signing with him!

And I’m not sorry I flaked on her because frankly there just isn’t enough to hold on to.