Here I am, giving a blank stare at my PC.
I don’t know if it’s you or just me. It’s just weird that after some days of no “long” talks, I did not feel that you missed me… and you just suddenly called it a day because you were having some sort of “technical” problems. I was expecting you would just ignore those and just talk to me, but it turned out the other way. Even the way you bid your goodbye was totally different.
Ok, forgive me because I know that I was the first one who had a problem technically… but it was so unexpected.
I really feel sad because I REALLY want to talk to you because I am fuckin’ missing you. But you were bothered by something else, just suddenly gave up and never gave it another try. As far I remember, you had a similar problem but never seemed to be bothered by it.
I’m not really scared at all of what might be coming to happen… but somehow, I am preparing for something worse ever since the day you told me that you met someone else that kind of resembles me. That day I told my self that I will start to take things lightly and not so seriously so that in the end, it would not really matter to me that much.
Right now, as I am writing this, there are lots of things that are goin’ on in my head. I am imagining things that may happen few days or weeks from now. It feels really weird. Really weird.
...I don’t know if it’s you or just me. It’s just weird that after some days of no “long” talks, I did not feel that you missed me… and you just suddenly called it a day because you were having some sort of “technical” problems. I was expecting you would just ignore those and just talk to me, but it turned out the other way. Even the way you bid your goodbye was totally different.
Ok, forgive me because I know that I was the first one who had a problem technically… but it was so unexpected.
I really feel sad because I REALLY want to talk to you because I am fuckin’ missing you. But you were bothered by something else, just suddenly gave up and never gave it another try. As far I remember, you had a similar problem but never seemed to be bothered by it.
I’m not really scared at all of what might be coming to happen… but somehow, I am preparing for something worse ever since the day you told me that you met someone else that kind of resembles me. That day I told my self that I will start to take things lightly and not so seriously so that in the end, it would not really matter to me that much.
Right now, as I am writing this, there are lots of things that are goin’ on in my head. I am imagining things that may happen few days or weeks from now. It feels really weird. Really weird.
FUCK THAT LANDLINE PHONE. IT’S FULL OF BULLSHIT.
