Never Date a Lawyer - Francesca

So, a little back story. I met a guy when I was in college...he was in his last year as I was in my first...we worked together, and got along but weren't close. He was the one who taught me all about punk rock, and I developed a little crush on him. Nothing ever happened, since he graduated and moved away, and I'd only see him a couple times a year. Fast forward seven years later...and I discover he's moved to a nearby town to go to law school. Odd, how when you move 2,000 miles from home, how many people you find that are also nearby...but anyway. We hang out a few times, and things are fun. It's nice to have someone around who isn't bored by my stories from back in Colorado, since he knows what I refer to. It was all platonic...we both had significant others, so I didn't even think about acting on the crush that was still there. A few months later, we went to a Slayer show together. We became separated from his friends, and ended up just the two of us at the edge of the pit. The second he put his hand on my back (to "protect" me, apparently), I knew something was there. As the show came to a close, I got ready to leave, but was stopped since he was missing some people in his party. I ended up walking the streets of Providence with him as he gathered his band of friends...and once we'd found them all, the buses running to his area had stopped. It was 2 a.m., in the middle of winter, so I drove them all home. Getting to his house last, I ask if I can crash on the couch, since I'm entirely too tired to drive the remainder of the trip back to my house. Going upstairs, we drink a few more beers and start talking and reminiscing about the past...and then get into him informing me he has been as infatuated with me as I was with him for the past seven years. The next time I look at the clock, it's almost 7 a.m., and we've been talking all night. I leave before anything bad can happen, but a seed was planted. In the next two weeks, we end up breaking off our other relationships to be with each other...and the passion was amazing. I had finally met someone who wanted to put in as much energy into the relationship as I did...and I started looking forward to the future we would share. I mean, he said everything right, met my mother, introduced me to all his friends, took me on amazing weekend trips...I was giddy. But then, overnight, it all changed. He suddenly became distant and sullen. I tried to find out what was wrong, but he kept saying it was nothing...and I just chalked it up to finals stress. We ended up going away together for a long weekend, and it was the most uncomfortable time of my life. He wouldn't talk to me or look at me. He pouted and ignored me. I kept trying to make the best of it, but when you are given that to work with, not much is going to happen. The inevitable happened a few days after getting back...he'd made up his mind that we weren't future material. This, from the commitment-phobe. He said he'd tried to give me another chance to change his mind on our weekend away. Had I known I needed to consistantly audition for the role of future girlfriend, I would have walked away from the part at the start...but to no avail. He said that as a future lawyer, he needed a certain type of person for his future, and I wasn't it...he makes gut decisions on black and white standards, and my version of grey was not cutting it. Now, anyone who has ever met a lawyer knows this, but you can't win an argument with them. So, I accepted his decision and left him confused and upset that I wasn't willing to fight for him to change his mind. Now, I'm sorry, but I'm of the "black and white" school of thought where if someone doesn't want to be with you, you don't want to be with them. Lawyers...constant control freaks and use bizarre conceptual ideas to run away from anything that may detract them from their microcosm of a life. But, on the bright side, I totally saw this coming...I had even bought and read a book about breakups before he'd come over...it was easier to get over than the breakups that just broadside you.