I Don't Understand...
I was really happy. He called me, and he wanted to hang out. i was doing homework, so i said i'd be done in thirty minutes, and i would call him back. i thought we could go see a movie, because i miss being with him- sitting next to him, holding his arm, watching the expressions on his face as the movie progresses- i miss all of him...
i call him back, and his phone's off... i think to myself, "ok, he's just taking a nap, its cool. i'll wait an hour, and call him back again."
i do so, and the phone is still off... i try again, thirty minutes later, but to no avail. so much for wanting to hang out with me.
the love of my life has stood me up.
i dont know if it was done puposefully, but it hurts just as much either way. i dont know, maybe this is retribution for asking for a little time away from him. figures...
i hate loving him so goddamn much.
i call him back, and his phone's off... i think to myself, "ok, he's just taking a nap, its cool. i'll wait an hour, and call him back again."
i do so, and the phone is still off... i try again, thirty minutes later, but to no avail. so much for wanting to hang out with me.
the love of my life has stood me up.
i dont know if it was done puposefully, but it hurts just as much either way. i dont know, maybe this is retribution for asking for a little time away from him. figures...
i hate loving him so goddamn much.