Maybe Miss Cleo Was Real

I'm on my lunch break trying to find a Chipotle and I'm bumrushed by a psychic. Like, homegirl yokes me up and looks at me with pleading eyes, "Mami, there are two men in your life. One that you love and one you don't love! Talk to me about it!" Of course, I pull myself away and scurry down the block, but then I realize.....

SHE'S RIGHT!

:: deep sigh::

Needless to say, for the next 50 minutes, lunch was a total emo eat. I instantly knew who both of those men were.

The one I love...

He's one of my closest friends, but its obvious we like each other...and liked

each other for years. Told me I was the "prototype", but oddly, none of his gfs reflect that. It's like he's hot/cold all of the time. ::cue Katy Perry:: When we're together, its super intense. When we aren't, he totally plays down the rela. We've discussed spending a weekend together and just getting out everything between us,

but I know he would never really do it. I shouldn't care

...but I do.

The one I don't love...

Another one of my homeboys ::smh:: I get the feeling that he likes me,

but we are in completely different social circles and I feel like he

is, for lack of a better word, embarrassed to hang in public around them.

However, his social circle is warming to me now and I'm getting more

face time. Should I feel disrespected? Should I still be his friend?

UGH! Fortune telling gypsy in Midtown, if I gain any weight from emo eating, that's your a$$!