confizzled

I've been realizing more and more how confused I am.

I texted Superman last night. He texted me back. A.K.A we talked for a bit, like three hours actually.

He doesn't know what he wants. And the reason why I made the breakup official is because it is always going to be a problem. It is always going to come up in the relationship. He is always going to wonder (if we stay together) if he really likes me for me. I can't be pulled around like that and I do not want to be the girlfriend he regrets dating because of that.

I know he really likes me, otherwise, why would he have made two trips to my house to see me?

This weekend went better than expected. In fact it was amazing. But I didn't really have time to think about my next move, boy wise. I think that is a good thing. I think.

Because I don't need this. I don't need a boy in my life. I discovered this, this year. I have great friends, I have not-so-great friends and I have people to have fun with. I have a social life.

For the first time in my life, I have a social life. And I like it.

But I am still confused.