I remember eating ice cream in a sunny Portugal. I remember writing songs by the pool. I remember having fun. And I don't know what happened, but it hasn't been the same. We're not talking as much as we used to. I don't feel like calling you. It seems to me that you've changed. But you say I have changed. Are we really that different? Are we too ( Read more... )

I kept my phone off because I didn’t want him to call - or text - me. I suspected he would, because he hadn’t had an answer yet. And, of course, he wanted to see me as soon as possible. I didn’t. I wanted to be alone for as long as possible.

At least until my head was cleared up. Which I didn’t expect to happen soon, because my mind had been clouded ( Read more... )