moving on

Looks like my fears were real. I've erred on the side of too forward without actually having the courage enough to be straightforward. So once again, another "option" misunderstood, miscommunicated, missed. At least here I have an opportunity to carry out another resolution (since I've already fallen short of all my other ones): to let go and move on. Realistically, what have I lost? A little pride, but no real harm done. Well, perhaps a friendship may have suffered a very little, but I believe time will prove to be a satisfying balm. All in all, I'm disappointed things turned out the way they did, but in the grand scheme of things, it hardly matters. It's just the price to pay for being overeager. Let's hope I don't make the same mistake again.