Love....Or Confusion?

He spent a few weeks getting to know her, asking questions that would clue him in to what she might like. This girl was different. He knew that dinner at the Olive Garden, followed by a movie wouldn't entice her into spending an evening with him. As he skimmed the morning paper before settling into the crossword puzzle, he noticed an upcoming performance of the Royal Festival Dancers. "Aha!" he exclaimed. So he bought a pair of tickets for a matinee show and planned the perfect date. She would love the performance, followed by dinner at a nice, yet reasonable restaurant. There was not even the slightest possibility of failure. When he saw her in the elevator the next day, he would ask her out.
The next morning, he dressed in his best suit and followed his morning routine of getting a coffee and the paper in the lobby. She walked over and said "Good morning." After exchanging pleasantries and a little small talk, he started describing the performance to her. As he was getting to the point where he'd ask her to go, she blurted out "Oh, it's great! I saw it last week."

I Pity The Fool.....(A Character Study)

The worst thing a romantic can have is hope. I think that's why situations fall apart, relationships fail, and misery abounds. Because the hope that you can make things right, that this time will be different, that you won't wind up alone at the end of the bar, that the one you love isn't going to walk out leaving you bitter and confused, that kind of hope is dangerous. Hope leads to despair. Despair leads to agony. It's a vicious cycle. And we continue through it because the hope remains that next time will be different. Will it? Everything has it's reasoning. Change is inevitable. Do we grow closer together or do we grow further apart? Sometimes things just come to a natural end. And it isn't the happy ever after in Disney movies. So one day, you decide to regroup, to start again. Because this time is going to be different.... Wish me luck!