Two months in the making, part 2: The life I wish I had

It's only once in rare moments that you catch glimpses of things you want in life. Unfortunately if you don't grab them in time, they may be lost forever. And other times, if you grab for something but still don't catch it, maybe it was never there.

This is the story of Lizi. And only one or two people know this story to its completeness, but then again it's difficult to comprehensively dissect and describe every detail one experiences. But I'll do my best to convey what I can.

You know what? I can't. I actually had written some stuff, but when I realized the direction I was going with it, I just couldn't put that on here. So I'm sorry for those disappointed, but here's the short version instead.

We met, seemed like we liked each other. Started out great, became obvious we liked each other through flirting and from our friends with the inside scoop, had a lot in common. But once it was out in the open, it just went into a confusing point. Did she like me? Didn't she? Who knows. Well after a while, I knew. She just didn't want to be with anyone right now. So that's it. My broken heart story. Hey I didn't pretend this was the way the story was going to end by that ending I left, you made that up for what you hoped. But I guessed I'd hoped that too. Have a good one. Until the next time...