Well…this is probably the most dramatic (and melancholy) I have been in a long time. I told
a guy the guy I loved him and haven’t heard from him since. Everyone says to give it time…Fabio knew what I needed though
I mean…maybe its bad but I knew this would happen. I guess I thought we had grown up or something. And that maybe it would bear some resemblance to the way I’d pictured it in my head. No such luck.
I don’t know if I wish I’d never said anything. I would like to say that I don’t regret it, but two days ago I could eat and sleep without issue and that is not the case right now. I am in absolute knots. I wandered around outside so long yesterday I got sunburned. I just need my liveliness back.
I guess the thing that is the most confusing is that…didn’t he say it first?