But I'm glad I went out yesterday.
Apparently I'm not the only one feeling neglected and unappreciated.
And it's good to know.
Because that means that I'm not being over-sensitive.
It means that the problem is real,
and it doesn't reside only within me.
His mum called again today.
I didn't feel like going out.
And then he called.
The sound of his ringtone makes my heart implode.
I didn't go.
I don't think I should.
Maybe one day I will forgive.
Just not today.
And till then,
nothing like a good episode of Greek to get my heart all mushy.
I want an Evan.
I know what a heart throb Cappie is,
but he is also a heart breaker.
And I think I'm done with heart breakers.
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