Dating Mr. Wrong

Why do I always end up dating Mr. Wrong?

Lasa is sweet. He blurts out the sweetest things at the most unexpected moment and makes me feel as if he wants to take care of me. For life. We actually have a lot of things in common, much more than I originally expected. It really surprises me that as each day passes, I see more of myself in him. And I dont know if familiarity has anything to do with it, but I am actualy starting to think he is gorgeous.

But it's about time that I face the fact that after more than a month, I am bored. I have recently come to the realization that he sucks at making conversation. He has the sense of humor equal to a gnat. I am thankful that we don't spend any time talking on the phone because that would be like a flashback fom my highschool days, where frequent gaps of silence - or cicadas mating - are interspersed between short senseless conversations. I don't know if it's just becuse of the generation gap or something but I find a lot of things funnier than he does. But then, I guess that's not his fault considering that I have the incredibly superficial capacity for humor as that of a kiddie pool, meaning, incredibly shallow.

Seriously, I should cut things off with him but I can't help myself because along with my many quirks, I also have the mentality of that of a lone girl stuck in an island with only one guy.

"Pwede na yan. Pagtiisan na lang muna."

Gahddd... What the hell is wrong with me?