You only meant well, well of course you did ...

♫Spin me 'round again
And rub my eyes
This can't be happening ...♫

For a little while, I was happy. Blissfully happy. Happier than I've been in ... years. It took a long time to be able to be that happy again; to allow myself to think it was OK to be that happy again. It took a long time to work up the nerve to go after my happy.

And then:

I was kick-ass ...
I was a princess ...
I was pretty when I smiled ...
I was happy. I was really, really happy ... he said he was, too ...

But not enough.

I don't want to hurt your feelings or anything, but there just isn't time for you ... Sorry.

There isn't time?

The Book of Failed Romantic Encounters, Chapter the Next. I'm really, really tired of this story.