A few days after this exchange of text messages to wish a happy new year, I received an invitation card to attend a cocktail to celebrate the new year. This appetizer buffet supper to be held in her study physiotherapist. Unfortunately, I realized quickly that I would not be here this evening. Indeed, for my work, I have to go to another town and I didn't go in my town that night. Should I send her an email to thank her for her invitation and tell her that, given my work commitments, I don't think ahead. She then responds by telling me that if I come home too late, I'll be able to join her and her other guests in a restaurant not far from her home. I decided to respond positively to his invitation.
The day came when I finished my work, I hasten to return my car and go quickly in my city.
Arriving home, I put my things, I change and I go to her office. By the way, I put in my jacket pocket a small box of chocolate that I intend to offer! 
Arriving at her office, it was my surprise when I saw all those present! Indeed, there were so many people that had trouble agreeing about it. She greets me when I arrived and we exchange a few words. Ultimately, this will be the only exchange we have that night ... In fact, she doesn't stop to greet people, to exchange a few words and make sure everything goes well.
During the evening, I also funny meetings... So when I arrived, I met a lady who offered me to drink and serve me. At first, I think this person is the new colleague of M. In fact, it turns out that she was her mother. I realize then that her family (her parents and her brother) is present this evening.
The icing on the cake in the evening, a guy comes down and I quickly understand that he's her ex boyfriend! Ah!
I realize she has not completely turned the corner and she still has feelings for him. It shows in her attitude and the way she looks at him. Frankly, it makes me great strange to see this guy talk to the parents of M. I wonder if I can have a place in there ... After two hours talking with various people - including her father and brother - I leaves this evening with the head spinning (and not only due to alcohol). Of course, my little box of chocolates is always in my pocket. For fear of shame, I did not dare to offer! No! 
During the weekend, I go a few days with family and I talk to one of my sisters. She followed the story from the beginning and she told me frankly to drop. I have a little trouble myself to do when I send an SMS to my sweetheart to tell her that I had spent a good night's day before but I felt bad we were not able to talk a little more . Before the weekend, she replied by telling me we could meet again. I propose then to tell me when she wanted to see me. We fixed a date several days later.
The days before this meeting, it happened to me a dirty trick in my professional and intellectual situation. 5 years, I was working on a sociology thesis. Previous months, I finished the writing and I had to support the 1st February. But less than 15 days before the defense, a member of my jury to find that my work wasn't of sufficient quality to be sustained and therefore request that it be canceled. Blow ... Especially since it was impossible to correct my document because its flaws were too great or irreparable. So I had a strange week and my body was expressed in a strange way. The day before my appointment with M. I've talked to a psychologist friend. She told me that my body was telling me that I had to leave everything I had in me one way or another. It might be hard but, for my physical and mental health, we had to go through it.
So there I was Friday when I found one that changed my heart. After having recovered after work, we go to one of my favorite bars. The perfect setting for an intimate exchange. We first discuss various things of which the night she gave to her office. I learn something more about their history and their separation from her ex-boyfriend. I tell myself that, despite everything, I may have a chance ...
After a while, we come to talk about our different emotional situations. She said she is still single because she was slow to recover from her break but now she began to explore new relationships.
Having enough beating around the bush and not knowing where this was headed, I decided to come clean and tell her everything I had on the heart. I told her I loved her sincerely and explained that I don't often have such feelings for a person. I also told her that, certainly, I tended to idealize but I was ready to find hers flaws. I also told her that I understood she had suffered at the end of her previous relationship and I was ready to take my time and go at their own rhythm. I finally told her that all this might seem steep to tell her so but I could not hold and I wanted to do a long way with her.
During my monologue, she listened carefully and, honestly, she was the stars which shone in the eyes.
In the end, I told her that I didn't expect a definitive answer from her that night but I wished to know what it really by saying eyes in your eyes, what I felt for it and how I saw things for us both.
When I finished, she spoke again, telling me a little stunned by it all I'd said, but today she was ready to hear that kind of place. Some time ago she would have gone running to such a statement!
She didn't expect this and was a bit confused. She rebounds on what I had said in speaking of some of hers shortcomings. We laughed by comparing them to mine! She explained how she saw a relationship tinged with romanticism. She spoke of "charming story"! Even today, I think not having fully understood what it meant.
The evening ended and I accompanied her on a portion of the road. Upon leaving, we made us a kiss and I asked her to apologize if I had been uncomfortable with my statement (in fact I felt she was slightly uncomfortable with all this).
Later that evening, she sent me a text message thanking me for my honesty and wishing me good night.
Believe me bouncing off her idea of charming story, the following Tuesday, I sent flowers to her study physiotherapy. The flowers was accompanied by a sweet little note. I had no thanks, and no return on this flowers ...
I don't know what came over me then, but the next two weeks, I sent her flowers always accompanied by a note. I thought I played the romantic, but now I think I was super cumbersome!!!
I had no response to these new flowers. A few days after the third, I sent her a text message asking if I had not screwed up with these flowers. She later told me to stop to send it. I replied that I intended not to actually send her.
I left to spend some time and I sent her a message. With apologies again for being heavy by sending three bouquets of flowers, I asked her to redeem myself with an invitation to dinner or to any release of her choice. She didn't answer.
Later, a month after our last appointment, I called her on her cell phone. I fell once again on her answering machine. I left her a message when I told her I'd like to see her and talk to her about what I have told her earlier. Honestly, even if she didn't want me, I wish I had this discussion with her. I prefer to be discarded as waste rather than being ignored. Of course, she didn't reply to my message and do not recall. For me it was the last time I contacted her because I felt not having done enough to her.
Of course, I sent her a message, a month later, telling her that I was still thinking of her. No answer.
Finally, one day I crossed her in the street. I bike and I went to my work. She, she went out of her own. She was on the phone and I didn't dare stop and pause in order to discuss with her. It was May 6, Day of my first post on the blog of SG ...
Since nothing ... I still get carried away when I see in the distance a person like her. Came up, I realize that this is not it. But then I wonder what I would do if it was her ...
Sometimes I tell myself that I could go see her therapist's office but in reality, I don't think this is the right solution, if not look like a lunatic who harassed.
She returned me. It's crazy how it's hard to me out of my head. And our "no history" will mark something in my life. I wonder what would have happened if we were out together, but like nothing ever happened the way I wanted with it, all the movies that I can to remain free from roads.
By the way, "she" or "M." is called Manon.
The day came when I finished my work, I hasten to return my car and go quickly in my city.
Arriving home, I put my things, I change and I go to her office. By the way, I put in my jacket pocket a small box of chocolate that I intend to offer!
Arriving at her office, it was my surprise when I saw all those present! Indeed, there were so many people that had trouble agreeing about it. She greets me when I arrived and we exchange a few words. Ultimately, this will be the only exchange we have that night ... In fact, she doesn't stop to greet people, to exchange a few words and make sure everything goes well.
During the evening, I also funny meetings... So when I arrived, I met a lady who offered me to drink and serve me. At first, I think this person is the new colleague of M. In fact, it turns out that she was her mother. I realize then that her family (her parents and her brother) is present this evening.
The icing on the cake in the evening, a guy comes down and I quickly understand that he's her ex boyfriend! Ah!
I realize she has not completely turned the corner and she still has feelings for him. It shows in her attitude and the way she looks at him. Frankly, it makes me great strange to see this guy talk to the parents of M. I wonder if I can have a place in there ... After two hours talking with various people - including her father and brother - I leaves this evening with the head spinning (and not only due to alcohol). Of course, my little box of chocolates is always in my pocket. For fear of shame, I did not dare to offer! No!
During the weekend, I go a few days with family and I talk to one of my sisters. She followed the story from the beginning and she told me frankly to drop. I have a little trouble myself to do when I send an SMS to my sweetheart to tell her that I had spent a good night's day before but I felt bad we were not able to talk a little more . Before the weekend, she replied by telling me we could meet again. I propose then to tell me when she wanted to see me. We fixed a date several days later.
The days before this meeting, it happened to me a dirty trick in my professional and intellectual situation. 5 years, I was working on a sociology thesis. Previous months, I finished the writing and I had to support the 1st February. But less than 15 days before the defense, a member of my jury to find that my work wasn't of sufficient quality to be sustained and therefore request that it be canceled. Blow ... Especially since it was impossible to correct my document because its flaws were too great or irreparable.
So I had a strange week and my body was expressed in a strange way. The day before my appointment with M. I've talked to a psychologist friend. She told me that my body was telling me that I had to leave everything I had in me one way or another. It might be hard but, for my physical and mental health, we had to go through it.
So there I was Friday when I found one that changed my heart. After having recovered after work, we go to one of my favorite bars. The perfect setting for an intimate exchange. We first discuss various things of which the night she gave to her office. I learn something more about their history and their separation from her ex-boyfriend. I tell myself that, despite everything, I may have a chance ...
After a while, we come to talk about our different emotional situations. She said she is still single because she was slow to recover from her break but now she began to explore new relationships.
Having enough beating around the bush and not knowing where this was headed, I decided to come clean and tell her everything I had on the heart. I told her I loved her sincerely and explained that I don't often have such feelings for a person. I also told her that, certainly, I tended to idealize but I was ready to find hers flaws. I also told her that I understood she had suffered at the end of her previous relationship and I was ready to take my time and go at their own rhythm. I finally told her that all this might seem steep to tell her so but I could not hold and I wanted to do a long way with her.
During my monologue, she listened carefully and, honestly, she was the stars which shone in the eyes.
In the end, I told her that I didn't expect a definitive answer from her that night but I wished to know what it really by saying eyes in your eyes, what I felt for it and how I saw things for us both.
When I finished, she spoke again, telling me a little stunned by it all I'd said, but today she was ready to hear that kind of place. Some time ago she would have gone running to such a statement!
She didn't expect this and was a bit confused. She rebounds on what I had said in speaking of some of hers shortcomings. We laughed by comparing them to mine! She explained how she saw a relationship tinged with romanticism. She spoke of "charming story"! Even today, I think not having fully understood what it meant.
The evening ended and I accompanied her on a portion of the road. Upon leaving, we made us a kiss and I asked her to apologize if I had been uncomfortable with my statement (in fact I felt she was slightly uncomfortable with all this).
Later that evening, she sent me a text message thanking me for my honesty and wishing me good night.
Believe me bouncing off her idea of charming story, the following Tuesday, I sent flowers to her study physiotherapy. The flowers was accompanied by a sweet little note. I had no thanks, and no return on this flowers ...
I don't know what came over me then, but the next two weeks, I sent her flowers always accompanied by a note. I thought I played the romantic, but now I think I was super cumbersome!!!
I had no response to these new flowers. A few days after the third, I sent her a text message asking if I had not screwed up with these flowers. She later told me to stop to send it. I replied that I intended not to actually send her.
I left to spend some time and I sent her a message. With apologies again for being heavy by sending three bouquets of flowers, I asked her to redeem myself with an invitation to dinner or to any release of her choice. She didn't answer.
Later, a month after our last appointment, I called her on her cell phone. I fell once again on her answering machine. I left her a message when I told her I'd like to see her and talk to her about what I have told her earlier. Honestly, even if she didn't want me, I wish I had this discussion with her. I prefer to be discarded as waste rather than being ignored. Of course, she didn't reply to my message and do not recall. For me it was the last time I contacted her because I felt not having done enough to her.
Of course, I sent her a message, a month later, telling her that I was still thinking of her. No answer.
Finally, one day I crossed her in the street. I bike and I went to my work. She, she went out of her own. She was on the phone and I didn't dare stop and pause in order to discuss with her. It was May 6, Day of my first post on the blog of SG ...
Since nothing ... I still get carried away when I see in the distance a person like her. Came up, I realize that this is not it. But then I wonder what I would do if it was her ...
Sometimes I tell myself that I could go see her therapist's office but in reality, I don't think this is the right solution, if not look like a lunatic who harassed.
She returned me. It's crazy how it's hard to me out of my head. And our "no history" will mark something in my life. I wonder what would have happened if we were out together, but like nothing ever happened the way I wanted with it, all the movies that I can to remain free from roads.
By the way, "she" or "M." is called Manon.