I flew back thousands of miles
I flew back thousands of miles to go back for her so she would realize that I was the one. I found her in the arms of a friend of ours. She couldn’t spend more than two hours with me before running off to make out anywhere.
Confession? All our other friends would tell me that they knew that they weren’t anything special. They all say that they were just physical, that they were just in it for the sex but had no level of commitment. Once they broke up I just felt so good. It makes me sadly very happy that the people that have the best reputations, are the smartest and going places stopped talking to her and still talk to me.
I guess everything works out for a reason.
R. on August 27th 2008 in Jealousy