Those weekends drive me crazy!
No matter how good the week was, as the clock turn midnight on Friday night I break.
I can't stop imagine us together, going out, watching a movie and cuddling in bed.
God! I can't stop crying!
Looking at the computer desperately hoping for a mail, for a Facebook wall massage,
but it's over. I know it, so why can't I feel it and get over with that already?
I feel sad even for thinking dating someone else, it makes me cry for the lost of him.
I can't stand it anymore!!