December 2010
3 posts
Relief
I’m sorry that it doesn’t hurt me to delete saved messages on my phone. It’s strange reading a couple of them. That was us.
Lonely
I’m sad down to my bones. I feel it inside me. I look into space often in the middle of my work. I sigh, realize I’m spacing out and try to focus on work again.
God, I want to get over this break up already. I want her to get over me and refrain from being sweet. Let’s just be friends. Please.
She still stays at our house every weekend and it makes things more difficult....
Better I suppose
The last week hasn’t been well for me, in sleeping at least. I take about an hour before I finally fall asleep. The new house being constructed outside my window doesn’t help either.
I finally was able to set a date to see my friend. Walking in our old university this Sunday afternoon should be good. I know I’ve hurt her when I said about my plans with him. No smiley faces on...