Okay so texting is great; the instant communication without having to dedicate your full attention, stop what you're doing, be overheard, or flap your gums. But let me ask you this, when did it become acceptable for texting to replace all other forms of communication? And not even mentally enriching, poetically worthy messages at that. What you can be bothered to think of, should take longer to formulate than the second it takes to hit send.
I’ve gotten used to hearing from you regularly…but what happens when those messages gradually lose their edge, their intriguing value, and details are now a thing of the past? When the streak ends and the texts become few and far between. If this is the only form of communication being maintained, we cannot afford to become boring.
Dear text buddy, you know who you are. I miss you. I miss the nights of imaginative, flirtatious convos; the ones that never dull and lead into the early hours of the morning. But “it's not just about who you miss at two in the morning when you’re lonely, it's about who you miss at two in the afternoon when you’re busy.” It's shooting her an “I’m very busy right now but I’ll catch you later” text, rather than not hearing from you at all. It's the wondering that kills, the over thinking and eventually self-doubt.
There is a back and forth of who reaches out first, but when texting becomes a chore for one party, it is quite obvious as they withdraw. So why all of the “I’m so tired”, “I’m so busy”? Aren't we all? I know that after a long day I don’t want to socialize or talk to people…but you are the exception and I would hope I’m that for you too. After all, isn’t that the convenience of texting? The ability to connect without the tiresome verbal expression. Well I don’t know about the rest of you, but I hold myself to a higher standard than one of inconvenience to my favorite person to hear from.
“Maybe I’m over reacting, I’m definitely overthinking, probably assuming…” Women have had that previous conversation with themselves at least once before. It's a killer and if left unattended, may start to take prisoners. You may be a perfectly respectable gentleman, but it is never the gentlemanly thing to leave a woman you supposedly care about, questioning her own words as a result of the lack of yours.
Men are men and will act accordingly. People will tell you to walk away or set yourself free, but you won’t. What I can tell you is to become an expert at interpreting his tone of voice, or text lingo that is, since I almost forgot, you can't get him on the phone to save your life. What I can tell you is this: don’t happily accept what's being reluctantly handed out; running to the phone as soon as you hear that ringtone, in hopes that its from “your one”. You are the prize here darling, don't you forget that. “He’s very dreamy but he's not the sun, you are.”(Christina Yang-Greys Anatomy)
