So, a typical Sunday involves me working. However, today was so much more then that.
I wake up to find myself upset, my eyes puffy from the endless crying last night. Why was I crying? I'm sure N knows. I call N to ask about her. It leads to a fight. About her, about him, then about everything else surrounding him, then everything that surrounds her, then we fight about fighting. Fun hey? It leads to me not being able to put on makeup and to have to run to my bus stop for work. A long bus ride later I get there on time YAY.
My day at work was dull, as always, and my voice still sounds retarded. Lawl. I kept messaging him. I couldn't stop. I constantly kept checking my phone hoping that he would reply but he didn't. I knew he would have been on a break sometime during the mass amount of messages I sent him but no reply. None at all. I then get a reply! I tried to talk to him but no response. I was so sad, wondering why wont he talk to me? It got to the point where I just didn;t expect anything from him anymore, so that when I did get a message or anything else for that matter it would be more special. He responds by going, Babe can't I rest? All I wanted to do was talk to him. I missed him. Craved a response from him. I just wanted to know that everything was okay. That cut me deep. I fucking cried at work for fuck's sake. Thats how much it hurt.
After that I became numb again. I tried not to think of him but all I could think about was him. Oh! I also organised my day tomorrow with Pat =D it will be good to catch up with him. Though I really need to ask people to come out with us tomorrow. CBFFFFFFFFFFFFFF! Do it later.....
