It was meant to be a very nice day with a night off, thus I can have bunches of time chatting with her. Unfortunately, life is not always as it should be. We had a fight, a big fight.
I shouted at her. And you know what, I'm lost. I haven't got a clue what I was doing and what I should to. Things just turn so fast that we can barely realise what we have done. I don't have friends here, so let's make it simple. Let's say it!
Here it goes. What would you feel if your lovely doesn't give you a damn? Feel sick? Sorry guys, it's not enough. Feeling sick is just not enough for a serious relationship. Well I know, I may exaggerate but I'm quite sure how you would feel and bet it's way much more than sick. I was used to the feelings that I know what she's doing, how she's doing, etc. I texted her twice today, which weren't replied. I guess I might be quite harsh but I was so worrying about her. Living life when your half is far away isn't easy at all. I've tried to tell her every single thing I do, or even if I'm doing fine or not without waiting to be asked. It's not always good, trust me...
What would you do next? Sit down, eat a bar of chocolate, watch a movie and then go to sleep. You're such a loser. I called her. Surprisingly, someone hung up the phone after 2 rings. I called back for a few more times and nothing happened. A few secs, I received a text telling me she was ok and can't talk to me.
I was confused. I was glad that she was ok, which I was worrying about. I shouted at her just because of nothing. Why didn't she just tell me at the beginning she didn't want to talk or whatsoever. I hate this part, I hate the fact that I care for her just too much.
I am not complaining. I repeat, I am not. It's just something to remind you about something important in a relationship. I know I don't have the right to lecture you guys, or even just talk about that. I did silly things, was being a fool and messed things up. Yup, it is me.
Furthermore, I love this girl. She does things I don't like, but again, it's life.
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