As if
the pain of the first breakup wasn’t bad enough, second breakup, with the same
girl!
It
wasn’t that long that we once again were repeating the same drama.
Her
avoiding me, and I being bad with clues as always.
“Hey!
I thought we were going to stay friends. Are you really that busy again?” I
said over the phone.
“Yes.
Sorry I got to go.” She said hanging up
Only
this time, I gave up trying in just a matter of eight or nine days, the days it
took to figure out what was going on, or rather for choking the faith that was choking me up until now
Living
life with my pack of weed and bottle of beer, I knew the only way out was to
move on.
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