Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Ok.  I'm gonna admit it again.  I am jealous.  Everytime I'm with her and you give her a call to invite her to eat 'as usual', and I see how her face lights up and drop everything else to go, I feel something weird which I cannot exactly explain, but it is far from being pleasant.  It feels bad.  

I hope you still think of me sometimes.  I do not want you to forget me.  I am hurt when you say that sooner or later, you will.  I know that's what you need.  That's what you always do.  But please spare me.

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