We used to love having taco night. Now, I just eat tacos at night…ALONE.
I don’t want to find someone like you, I want to find someone the exact opposite of you.
I just realized today that you un-friended me on FB and I couldn’t be more relieved. After months of radio silence, I am so glad to be rid of the last reminders of your self-imposed, soap opera theatrics. “We” were never as special as you insisted we were.
I think of myself as Your Baby, even if you don’t.
Hearing from someone that you called me clingy hurt. I picked you up. I dropped you home. I know I wasn’t the “one.” But that shows I was man enough to give my all. It shows I was the only one who cared about what WE HAD.
You knew my ears were off limits, but you went for them tongue-first anyway.