I was keen, excited. Idk, one thing after another and it all just builds up. I felt very neglected. Yeah we sat next to each other and ate. The whole night went by, and I spent only the time at the photo booth with you. Yeah, and probs 5 minutes dancing at the end. The whole table left for photobooth, dancing. I sat there alone waiting for you, oh how much sadness I felt not being able to grab you and go to the photobooth. You leaving without a word except "I'm leaving". Pushed away, ignored. Oh how much I pushed aside just to get up and go with you to the photobooth, trying on my behalf. Pushed to the curb again. Things getting a tiny bit better, you seem to be trying. Nope, went off to take pics and talk to others again. Bam, gone after photobooth again.
"where's _____?" "what're you doing here?" "what's wrong?" "you seem to be having a bad night"
Can't even count the numbers of time I said "She dogged me, took her plate and went to another table" "She left me and went somewhere" "Idk, she went somewhere" "Um, I guess I'm waiting for _____" "nah i'm fine"
Everytime, everything, just so much pain.
My date or not really?
It was small at first, but I could deal with it, get over it, its still there, but I could let it by. But as it keeps coming, it all piles up, everything is made worse. What's worse is how easily you give up after it all, how easily you can just turn your head and walk away when I'm like that. Everything was done then. Guess I wasn't worth it. Your words "why are you like this", "why you so moody for"...
Idk. Guess it must be me then.
Glad you had fun tho.
Since nothing is really gonna be done or resolved? Idk. I'll just forget about all this t hen. Just one of those days I suppose.
