Have I told you that I really don't like the whole unexpected aspect of my life?
Well, Tony called. I honestly thought it was Rossy because he had just called me about an hour earlier, and so I thought maybe he had something else to tell me. My first response when I heard a guys voice was "Oh, hi Rossy, what are you calling me back for?"
Yea, he didn't really like that very much!!
I finally explained to him that the more months he puts in between phone calls the less I miss him, if that makes much sence. His response: his cell phone number. I don't know if that's suppost to be him feeling guilty or if that was just him showing me that he's definitely becoming a little South Floridian Boy.
I still wonder when you looked in my eyes were you thinking of me? Did you ever think that I was beautiful? And when you whispered "...I love you..." was it really meant for me?
Those are the thoughts I think of when I think of you...
"I'm making my peace.. I'm making it with distance... maybe that's a big mistake, you know I'm thinking of you... I miss you..." --Jimmy Eat World's Cautioners
Is that not too perfect?
From now on, I think I'm not going to write about him. Just writing about him brings me down.
I think I shall go now...
Ciao!