I’ll say it again. Friendship is a two way street. It’s really simple. You call me, I call you. I email you and see if you’re free for drinks, you IM me to see if I wanna catch a movie.

It breaks down, though, doesn’t it? Trouble in paradise, when attraction happens. I feel hurt by the silence, by the inattention. When I’m hurt, I pull back, wait for the first move. Maybe if we both do that, things fall apart. We move from the two way street metaphor to the two one-way streets metaphor: the acquaintance.

At first, I was hurt. I mean, you were someone I wanted to be two-way friends with. But after two or three times I reached out, and was rejected, I had to resign myself to the fact that all was not what I wanted it to be. And I figured that was alright, since you seemed to be backed WAY off, too.

So now, here I am. And there you are. And the metaphor is angry again. Bitter, angry, and mis-interpretive. And again, it hurts.

Are you hurting, too? Can we save even a one-way relationship? Or do we need to let it go? Hard to know, from my one-way perspective. I’m worried about approaching, because it could go so horribly wrong.

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