I will never get used to the feeling of realizing that the friendship I have been cultivating was not all that mutual. It's always disconcerting when you finally wake up to the fact that the person you have been calling friend has been nice because they need you for something. Disconcerting and hurtful. I feel betrayed, not only because I had invested genuine emotion into the so-called friendship, but also because I realized I had been wasting my time.
I read a line somewhere that states that the person is too old to bother with the trivialities and drama attendant of getting to know someone. Which is also why I am so happy when I realize that I click with a person.
