Angry with myself ?
It happened over the weekend. Although it is like the first after so long, it all seems so familiar. Again it’s abt going somewhere on a Friday nite…. (why am I not surprised rite?) haha.
But it does come as a surprised that he came to look for me in Bellini room. I was still angry, I am a petty person at times (I think), and so me still in my grouchiness gave him a cool shoulder. But I guess his charming flair won me over. :) by the end of the nite I was no longer angry, in fact I would love to hug him for a long kiss (if not for his fres being all there…) damn…
Actually I left the nite feeling something else too…. I was rather disturbed by the fact that he’s so high yet he is still out partying. I hate to think what can actually happen and he not remembering a thing is definitely not the most comforting thought. I choose to put the thought away, but it keeps coming back these few days.
The thought of; if he’s that drunk and high to the extend of not remembering a thing, how can I trust that he is behaving when partying? I get angry and mad with myself for getting angry and mad at something beyond my control/ means. Least of all, pissed... cos I am losing faith and confident in him… I don’t know if I shd be talking abt this, cos he didn’t do anything wrong, just that his clause of actions makes me worry. Sigh… guess I should leave it as it is. After all we’re leaving our own life’s, and time will tell if we can accept each other.
My nite at Movida ... ...


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