Samantha

hmmm what to say....I guess she's just like the others.....
we meet....
we talk....
we date....
we make out....
we talk....
we make out....
and then we break up for some shitty reason.

At least I think that's the formula.
Anyway I met her one day in the shop where I'm working in Leiden.
She left her poem on the computer and I mailed it back to her....because it was a nice one.
So she replied with her phone number telling me she was wondering whether I would call her if had her number because my mail meant a lot to her.
So I did call her... she seemed so vulnerbale and hurt...so what was I supposed to do then?
Anyway....the next morning she called me at work telling me she made a choice and choose me above her ex-boyfriend which I was glad to hear. So we dated... we kissed....and yesterday we had our second date...and she told me she had made some reservations...but on my way over there she told me I shouldn't come cause she couldn't make it. I was furious ofcourse....so I went to work that day. A few hours later I called her to ask her to explain. And she said she was coming over to the shop.
20 minutes later she was there. I acted angry and upset....and she ofcourse tried to manipulate me with her acts and all....she kissed me...and I kissed her...And we laid on the bed in the basement of the shop for like an hour and a half.....afterwards I sent her away ....so she said she'd be waiting for me till I get off work. So once I was done...she was indeed waiting...she waited for me an hour outside the shop. That must have meant something...(I couldn't say)
Anyway after a quick cup of coffee and lots of kissing...I had to take the train and come home.

I really don't get her....but at least she says she loves me....that's more than I'm used to lately.