Today I,
Asked if you wanted to go bowling, you said okay.
Asked if we could set a specific time, so that after that time had passed and you didn't get back to me yet, I could safely assume that we weren't going anymore.
You said later in the day.
I asked what that meant, now, later, tomorrow, next year?
You said after dinner.
So, like a fool, a part of me waited, and waited.
Then you text me at 9.45pm, saying "Hey so sorry, last min change of plans. Sorry sorry' I'll make it up to u tmr..."
I felt bad for getting irritated.
Then my suspicions are confirmed, you're with him, at his house.
Thanks a bunch, for being such a great friend.
Really, I couldn't find a better friend.
And you've finally decided to watch Avenue Q with me tomorrow, cause he already has plans.
Damn good friend right?
Its okay, in my head, I've already planned the route I will take from the theatre back to SV after the musical.
But then again, there's still that screwed up part of me that will keep hoping for the best.
Never forget Char, that expectations only lead to disappointments.