Me and Johnny had a dinner date tonight.
I wore my black tight dress. My hair in a ponytail.
I waited for him to get back cause he said he had to finish some work.
He came home happy, but turned out sad.
Why tho? I'll explain.
After he came home he told me the date got canceled. He kept his head on his phone not bothering to look at me.
"John. At least look at me" i was so mad at him. I never thought of him cheating. But who knows.
"Just a minute. Mhm...yea...okay..." he mumbled in his phone enough for me to hear.
I tried to touch him. He pulled away. I tried to hold his hand. He pushed it away.
So that was the limit. I got up and left to room.
I cried and cried but not wanting him to hear me. Sobbing. Whimpering. Breaking.
Everything was clear. He was tired of me.
Pt.2 soon.
Ya know that feeling when you just trynna find a corner so you can tear up....
Sobber.
