Sometimes I find myself wondering if he's thinking about me. I haven't written him back or had any kind of communication with him for about 2 weeks now. I know I shouldn't write him back or even call him. I went to Clemson's first game yesterday and I couldn't help but to think how much fun the Redneck would have at these games. I miss him terribly. But I have to change the direction of my life and that direction doesn't include him.
I have to get over this. I really do. It's just so fucking hard. This is the time I wish I had the chemical makeup of a man...because they just don't fucking care. Why do I care so much? Why does he feel a need to privately talk about me to deal with his issues towards me? Why do I hold onto memories? BECAUSE I'M A GIRL...and we do stupid shit like this.
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