Thursday, May 1, 2008
I looked at your facebook today. I knew it was a bad idea, knew it. That didn't stop me. 4 am here I am looking at your pictures from your weekend at the beach. In every one you look so happy with her. You have the same look on your face that you always do in our old pictures. Now I find myself picturing myself in her spot... then I realize it's not me your smiling about. Wait, I was the one who broke up with you wasn't I?
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I secretly hope I can get this response out of someone.
I understand this perspective far more than I'd like to.
I do this. And I shouldn't. But I hope you do it too.
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