And that's where all these troubles began. The mixed signals. I was fine until people started coming up to me questioning about us, suggesting things that you don't feel, which then made me suspicious and confused, and then I started noticing these things, and then I started reading too much into these things. And all the while, these actions obviously don't mean a thing to you, they don't signify anything to you, they're not important. What you probably don't know is that in my culture, these actions signify A LOT. And judging by the way people around me have been reacting, they probably signify something here too. They just don't mean a thing to you. In fact, they're probably just for fun isn't it.
I don't regret what I've done. At least I'm clear now, I know where I stand. And I can hold my head up high, square my shoulders, and move on.
The sky is clear,
The stars are bright,
And I am hoodwinked no longer.
So today someone was asking me about you, what went wrong, why I didn't make the first move to encourage you, and that you were apparently "desperate" and I chased you away. You were "desperate" because you'd invited yourself over to my place for dinner, and that should apparently have sent me very strong signals.