&maybe, we were made for eachother. -

I'm here in the library once again.
Why am I so ashamed to cry my eyes out in the library computer lab?

So much time was put into something for it to end on the worst note ever. I cannot even speak about him without dying inside. Its stupid. Why miss someone when they just bring you down in the most horrid ways? I know it was the best choice on my part to put in my word of it being over and I guess it was mainly me who wanted to end it. Its hard to be with someone when you can't be trusted. Its hard to be with someone when you feel like your sexuality is the thing thats going to ruin everything. I hate it. I did research and made note of being deleted from his past, or as it seems. I removed all the friends who didn't care to speak to me, including his. Why keep people around who don't want to speak to me anyways.

So what do I do?
I hide.
I stuff it all down into my toes, and walk it off.
I cover it.
I have a date on Tuesday, and after he takes me to dinner we're going to eat. He'll then be coming back over to watch Nip/Tuck with me.
I am happy about that.
That makes me giggly inside.
He says that he wants to kiss me&i dont think i will turn it down.

I'm tired of feeling lonely.
I'm tired of feeling like I'm not good enough for a guy.
I'm tired of not feeling like I'm worth a thing.

Someone give me a reason to think otherwise.
I think this date will pick me up greatly.
Why remember something when that someone doesn't need you around?