The dangers of getting to meet the person you know you’d fall in love with is a nasty case for any guy with a big ego out there.
You don’t usually chase people around and when you get to finally meet her, you’ll be the one doing the chasing and guess what, you’ll have to do it anyway even though you hate doing so.
You hate waiting for text messages. All the time, you’re the one receiving messages but try not receiving a reply for 15 minutes and you won’t know why you’re being impatient about it and you just hate yourself for not knowing the reason why.
You hate apologizing. Apologizing is a form of lowering your ego and you don’t usually do that not unless the situation requires you to do so but saying sorry at small things you do or say to her will be a bit frequent, trust me on this.
You hate doing the first move. You’re as lazy yet as regal as a lion. You hate going around but you’d rather enjoy a day in front of the TV or PC getting compliments or hours of useless-yet-quality time. But when it comes to her, consider yourself a part-time servant. Because you just have to be there when she starts to ask for something. Why do you even punish yourself like this?
I guess it really has a big difference between being your regular self and being your unconsciously enslaved self when you’re in love. At least that’s how I see things for my case. My case because I’m the lazy lion here. What am I even doing with my life? I feel so dysfunctional these days. Help me.