I miss him.

I miss him. I look for him in my IM list even though I know I removed him. I open my inbox and look for an email knowing that if by some miracle he should write, it won't be anything good. This guy is not the build-me-up type. He tears you down just to make absolutely sure he is taller than you are.

I cry over him. I am ashmed of my behaviour and I cry because I am not good enough for him. How terrible is that?

He is never responsible for anything, and nothing's his problem. This is not his problem. I buy that crap. It's amazing.

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