But like most things, I brushed it aside as something nonsensical. Why would I keep talking to this girl if she made me feel uncomfortable? Even though it was a rhetorical question, I couldn’t seem to come up with the answer. As time went on, our relationship moved along a path that I like to call “The Time of Questioning.” She went through a phase where she analyzed everything that I did— whether it be something I said or a poem I wrote or a certain body language I was giving off. All that attention and examination created a level of uncomfortableness that I was aware of, but still did nothing
But like most things, I brushed it aside as something nonsensical. Why would I keep talking to this girl if she made me feel uncomfortable? Even though it was a rhetorical question, I couldn’t seem to come up with the answer. As time went on, our relationship moved along a path that I like to call “The Time of Questioning.” She went through a phase where she analyzed everything that I did— whether it be something I said or a poem I wrote or a certain body language I was giving off. All that attention and examination created a level of uncomfortableness that I was aware of, but still did nothing