. . . But Events Conspired

I received the "I'm confused" e-mail, so I send her the "I'm there for you" response. Now, I wait and hope she doesn't give me the "It's not you, it's me" or "I just have a lot of issues in my life" call. So, . . .

so fuck being rational. I hate this waiting, this uncertainty. I hate going from 100 to 0 in less than two weeks. I'm putting up this, "Hey, it's not a big deal, we only went on four dates" front with everyone. But what I hate the most is that I really like her, and I can do absolutely nothing to make her feel better right now. Nothing except for giving her space, and hope she decides that she likes me back and wants to keep me in her life.