Bryce,

What are you doing? You're getting the second shot you asked for, but you're ruining it. You told me you're flakey and you generally always take forever to text someone back, so fine. But this is making me anxious when I feel as if I'm being annoying by trying to make plans with you. What happened to the Bryce last week? I liked him. He took me to the beach at midnight when I had a bad day, and all we did was cuddle and dance and kiss. Then we stayed up all night together, and then all of Sunday. And I really felt that you liked me.

But now you're doing something weird. We had plans Wednesday, which you blew off because you weren't feeling well (which I can't blame you for, but...). We had vague plans to go to the farmer's market today, but you couldn't make that. I texted you around noon to see what was going on, and you never replied. I just called and left a voicemail, which you have yet to respond to. Maybe I'm being needy? But I don't think so. I'm just trying to get a gauge on our situation. Perhaps I'm being stupid for making an effort with you. To be honest, if you weren't such an amazing kisser, I don't know if I would be making this effort.

You said you got cold feet last time this happened. Are you getting cold feet again? You said you would talk to me before you did anything foolish (like not talk to me again). However, maybe I'm foolish for believing every compliment you paid me, for believing that you really liked me. And what I hate most is that this situation makes me look like a stupid, pathetic girl who chases after guys that don't want her. Because, in many ways, I suppose that's true.

If you like me, stop playing hard to get. If you like me, act like it. It's obvious that I like you, so quit playing games.