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.