And I guess I'm getting better.
Although I have this need to talk to him.
STILL.
After all this. I hate it. There's this little horrible feeling inside of me.
I still feel like that stuffed rabbit that was tossed aside in his bed room corner because he didnt want to play anymore. For some reason I want him to care still.
He said he was going to try hard to be friends.
But I just don't see that effort.
I'm the one saying hi.
I'm the one trying.
He isnt.
And now he's all different.
And it drives me insane. Every time time I see the van that his family has I cringe in fear. I was working tonight and I saw one that looks just like it. I stood there for a minute kinda scared that maybe he was waiting for me. I snapped out of it quickly and served the costumers.
I keep expecting him to show up. Or email me. Or phone call.
For some type of sorry.
But I know it's not coming. And that hurts.
He was even making me a music stand..and I now know I'll never receive it.
I'm scared what he'll do to it. Maybe it'll sit there unfinished.. and forgotten.
I don't know what I'm looking for. But for a start of closure,
I changed my room around and made myself a collage.
Just so I can sleep in there and not see the blank spaces where his picture once was.
New Questing Avatar.
Total Value: 36,927 Gold
After Exclusions: 33,705 Gold
[Item Information]
Item List:
G Shades Pink
Pink Floral Apron
Gold Promise Ring
Yellow Scarf
Yellow MehTRO T with Cross
Citrus Snug Lacy Leggings
Gift of the Goddess
Western Zodiac
Jenny's Sweet Clamshell Purse
