I wonder to myself if i should be angry... if it was my temper so many yrs back i would... i hated to wait... the torture to wait for a phone call or a message... yet one side of my brain is worried about you.. worried if you are alright... worried if you got into an accident or if you are sick.... can hardly concentrate on my book....
i wanted to message, drop a hint somewhere but yet my pride stopped me... * if xx chooses to not remember, then so be it* couldn't find u online and fatigue got the better of me.... went to bed but kept tossing and turning... wondering what happened to u... until i got a msg at 1.15am... telling me you forgot and had a bad day at work... ok..... i wondered for a long time how should i reply you.. show you my displeasure or be obligating.... just let it be or send an angry msg... i dunno.... till the time i sent u a reply.. i still do not know.... of course, i know you are tired and all, i know some things just slip the mind... but..... i really dunno....
2 comments:
IMG! That sounds like me! Hate to wait for messages. Dignity mixed with being worried. I know that by heart.Sorry to be nosy, but is this a long-distance relationship you were talking about?
that's not a long distance relationship.. just a friend who got me waiting through out the night with no news....
Btw, nice to meet you!! :o) Thanks for reading my blog!
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