Wednesday, September 7, 2011

He isn't coming.

10:40pm; phone rings.

Hello?

What are you doing Leah?

... Well... Nothing...

Sigh. Leah go to bed. You know he isn't coming. Stop waiting up.

...Who said I was waiting up?...

You have waited up every night for two months.

Sigh... I know he isn't coming. But for some reason I still hope. And wait.

Go to bed Leah. One day you will catch on. He doesn't have time for you.