finality.

so whats really amiss?

it is not somebody u really really knew well..
it is not even a person u really  liked.
cause even then, somewhere u were aware, that  u never really knew the person. the whole person. ah, well u have to admit he was a handsome dude, but that's not what it is al about.

what u knew,  was just the shadow of a person, who choose to show u that side of himself, that made u believe in a potential of good friendship, a longer lasting friendship. You took the friendship building act slowly, cause you thought u had time, to build strong foundations, strong bridges.

now  u realise that, you have run out of time;  before you could build any foundations, let alone any bridges,  u realise that there was never any foundations, nor bridges, and  u are upset. at how could u have judged so wrong? u are upset at your lack of accurate judgement.

you are upset at not being understood. you are upset at being misunderstood. you are upset at being sought out, and then for the no show the responsibility of being sought out. you are upset at the lack of gratitude for acceptance of the seeking  and if u  really care to admit it to yourself, you are upset at the lid not being blown off, for the world to see.

and lastly u are upset, cause u are not sure about ur judgement..ur current judgement..u r not able to write off the person as non genuine..

its like a half written story..u are upset at the lack of finality to the story..the inability to put a peg on the issue. classify the incident and file it in the archives of the mind. lay it to rest for ever.

mostly its about the lack of finality.