I can't say i was particularly surprised. I was messing him around quite a bit..... But still. I went up to his place for his birthday..... And I'd prepared this little speech saying how I wanted it to be back the way it was before, and to just forget the past few weeks. I wanted us to snuggle and watch movies and then get carried away and make out and miss half the movie anyway and not care. I wish I'd asked to speak first. Though I suppose if he'd already made up his mind then there wasn't really much my speech could have done about it. Still, it might have been nice to get it off my chest. To tell him I love him for the last time. Because I do. And probably still will for a while.
I'm trying to take my mind off it. I think all the crying helped. And chatting with my mates too. And getting drunk. That helps.
Ugh. I don't know. I'd like to say that I'm not devastated. But I am a bit.
That said. I should have seen it coming.
Over and out,
Gloves. xx
