I was supposed to see someone yesterday. But then something happened and it just didn’t work out. We had to reschedule for another time.
But the above is not the essence of this post, it just got me thinking of the times before now when I liked someone and became so eager for us to see each other that I actually took the bull by the horns and went out to meet them-mistake number 1, signaling desperation to the man, signaling me pursuing him.
It’s 10:38pm, it’s late, pretty late but I can’t sleep. Even after the hectic day I had, I still can’t sleep so I’ve decided to write.
Friday’s Love Letters is supposed to be up today anyway so let me use this as a therapy.
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