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*riareous
writes: I’ve known this girl for more than 2 years and unfortunately she has a BF (otherwise I won’t be writing it here). Anyway over the last 2 years I have kept a respectful distance and always available to her when she is down (sad) and when we go out drinking in a group, I took care of her when she was drunk once or twice. Obviously she knows that I like her and of course 2 of my good friends made sure of it that she knows. I’ve also tried to be aggressive by trying to go out more often but after the first few she gave excuses and decline to go out. In short I tried many things subtle and not so subtle but in the end the conclusion is she doesn’t like me. Just to complicate things a bit more, she happens to like one of my best buddies (who actually introduce her to me) but of course my buddy is not interested. Anyway I have resigned myself from going out with her, but still keep the role of vigilant and caring friend.Problem is lately in one of our drinking sessions, I was pretty bust up with liquor, and we ended up chatting at a corner and somehow the conversation turned to a point that she asked me why I treat her like a princess, and I told her you should know why by now. But she told me she wants to hear it from my mouth, i.e. actually speaking of it. Well I chickened out in the end by saying I am happy as long as you are. (yeah stupid fool). So my question is why did she ask me that question and wants to hear it from me directly? Is there a dim ray of hope? Or just a false alarm (which is always the case)?
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reader, Briareous +, writes (28 November 2008):
Briareous is verified as being by the original poster of the questionWell said tempress and that's exactly what i will do, while i used to think patience will help haha guess not and i am almost over her as well until that stupid statement from her. Thanx very much for your advice appreciates it.
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