Well here I was thinking that when Andrew got back my life would be so much better. We’d be getting back together and having that wonderful relationship we had.
But we’re finished… he told me he doesn’t want to date me anymore.
That we don’t have enough in common as the only reason he gave me on the phone.
So fine. Goodbye.. I’m not sure we can be friends anymore.
Can’t I just die to make the pain go away.
Edit:// Kinda of ironic how I told andrew that I wanted to take some time as friends a year ago.. because I wanted to live my life… And now here I’ve been waiting for him all summer. and he’s tellingme this now. Karma comes to bite you in the ass I guess.