Happy Birthday
Days go by and I don't feel like writing lately.
I'm so entangled with my story with you that I barely find time to do anything else. Even when I was on holiday we kept on smsing and you called me several times. Actually, you know my friend was a bit fed up with you and our story.
This has gone too far now. When you said you loved me I started to feel really scared, cos I was also starting to develop deep feelings towards you. That's why I have decided that I have to stop it.
I have to admit that when you told me that you wanted to come to Spain for my birthday I was really flattered, because I know that you're coming from the other side of the world (literally). But I had to give you an excuse. I thought you had forgotten, but when you tried again to make plans to meet me another week I felt very pressured. This is too good to be real… It won't work. It was very sweet of you to tell me that you'd wait for me if I wasn't sure. I know this must have been difficult for you, because I know you just a lillte bit now, and I know how impatient you are. When I told you I needed to take some time, instead of going mad you were kind and understandable. That's why I hesitated… like what the hell? What happens if i take the chance? You never know where is your true love, right?
Last Friday when I was at the office I got a call from reception. There was something for me. When I came dowm I couldn't believe my eyes…and I knew without looking at the card that it was you who had sent it. A dozen of red roses, a teddy bear and a huge box of chocolates. I started to cry and I had to hide in the toilet. I also hide the present in my car, to avoid anybody seeing it. I guess the security people think that I'm completely out of my mind.
You were doing really good.I mean, I knew I had to break up with you… but I still wasn't able because you made me feel so good. I even found funny your jealousy and I've accepted gladly your demands.I found funny that you didnt want me to go to this party. All the time I thought you were joking. Until you called me. You screwed it up. No way back. You made me feel really scared. And all that cos I didn't answer the phone on time. It's ok.. You wanted to wish me happy birthday at twelve o'clock. That's really romantic. It's a pity that I didn't hear the damned phone and I talked to you 15 mins later. And it's a pity you went mad that way, cos I never found shouts romantic at all. You know, when you hear these stories about jealous freaks you think that this only happens to other people. Actually, I'm pretty jealous myself. But you are insane. You made me feel afraid of you, so afraid that I didn't have the guts to hang up the phone. Thank God you were far away, because I don't know what would have happened if I was in front of you. I know you're sorry. I mean, I know that you really mean it when you say you're sorry you lost your temper, but I just can't look at you the same way. I can't accept something like that. The only man that had the right to yell at me is dead, and he never yelled at me, by the way.
You know, when I first saw you I thought you were cool, with your bad boy look. I felt curious about you. After getting to know you I've found out that you're a real bad ass. I can't blame you for that. Things have always been easy for me.It's easy when your parents love each other, and care about you. It's easy when you are a happy child, and the only thing you care about is playing with your friends. It's easy when you don't need money to live or to go to Collegue. I know this has not been your case. I'm not excusing you, because even if you had a hard childhood I won't accept half of the things you've done, like stealing or getting into drugs. I'm not judging you here, but I feel I can't put up with this. I really appreciate your honesty. You've opened your heart to me and I have the feeling that you're telling me the truth, which is more than we can say about me. But let's be realistic, our backgrounds are so different that this will never work. No way.
When I told you I wanted to stop this I couldn't help but crying. I'm so sorry for provoking this situation. I just wanted to play, to forget the stupid Egyptian Prince, and I found a sweet bad guy who makes me feel like a teenager. And you still blamed yourself for making me cry and felt so upset for ruining my birthday. And you begged me and that made me feel worse, if that is possible.
C'mon… you didn't ruin my birthday baby. You only made it special. I will never forget this day, and I don't think I will ever be able forget you.
I'm so entangled with my story with you that I barely find time to do anything else. Even when I was on holiday we kept on smsing and you called me several times. Actually, you know my friend was a bit fed up with you and our story.
This has gone too far now. When you said you loved me I started to feel really scared, cos I was also starting to develop deep feelings towards you. That's why I have decided that I have to stop it.
I have to admit that when you told me that you wanted to come to Spain for my birthday I was really flattered, because I know that you're coming from the other side of the world (literally). But I had to give you an excuse. I thought you had forgotten, but when you tried again to make plans to meet me another week I felt very pressured. This is too good to be real… It won't work. It was very sweet of you to tell me that you'd wait for me if I wasn't sure. I know this must have been difficult for you, because I know you just a lillte bit now, and I know how impatient you are. When I told you I needed to take some time, instead of going mad you were kind and understandable. That's why I hesitated… like what the hell? What happens if i take the chance? You never know where is your true love, right?
Last Friday when I was at the office I got a call from reception. There was something for me. When I came dowm I couldn't believe my eyes…and I knew without looking at the card that it was you who had sent it. A dozen of red roses, a teddy bear and a huge box of chocolates. I started to cry and I had to hide in the toilet. I also hide the present in my car, to avoid anybody seeing it. I guess the security people think that I'm completely out of my mind.
You were doing really good.I mean, I knew I had to break up with you… but I still wasn't able because you made me feel so good. I even found funny your jealousy and I've accepted gladly your demands.I found funny that you didnt want me to go to this party. All the time I thought you were joking. Until you called me. You screwed it up. No way back. You made me feel really scared. And all that cos I didn't answer the phone on time. It's ok.. You wanted to wish me happy birthday at twelve o'clock. That's really romantic. It's a pity that I didn't hear the damned phone and I talked to you 15 mins later. And it's a pity you went mad that way, cos I never found shouts romantic at all. You know, when you hear these stories about jealous freaks you think that this only happens to other people. Actually, I'm pretty jealous myself. But you are insane. You made me feel afraid of you, so afraid that I didn't have the guts to hang up the phone. Thank God you were far away, because I don't know what would have happened if I was in front of you. I know you're sorry. I mean, I know that you really mean it when you say you're sorry you lost your temper, but I just can't look at you the same way. I can't accept something like that. The only man that had the right to yell at me is dead, and he never yelled at me, by the way.
You know, when I first saw you I thought you were cool, with your bad boy look. I felt curious about you. After getting to know you I've found out that you're a real bad ass. I can't blame you for that. Things have always been easy for me.It's easy when your parents love each other, and care about you. It's easy when you are a happy child, and the only thing you care about is playing with your friends. It's easy when you don't need money to live or to go to Collegue. I know this has not been your case. I'm not excusing you, because even if you had a hard childhood I won't accept half of the things you've done, like stealing or getting into drugs. I'm not judging you here, but I feel I can't put up with this. I really appreciate your honesty. You've opened your heart to me and I have the feeling that you're telling me the truth, which is more than we can say about me. But let's be realistic, our backgrounds are so different that this will never work. No way.
When I told you I wanted to stop this I couldn't help but crying. I'm so sorry for provoking this situation. I just wanted to play, to forget the stupid Egyptian Prince, and I found a sweet bad guy who makes me feel like a teenager. And you still blamed yourself for making me cry and felt so upset for ruining my birthday. And you begged me and that made me feel worse, if that is possible.
C'mon… you didn't ruin my birthday baby. You only made it special. I will never forget this day, and I don't think I will ever be able forget you.
posted by spanish_moza at 11:11 AM
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*surprised*
why do u always seem to fall for the wrong kind of guys?? even if they made u feel good about yourself ??
i'm not really sure what to say?
maybe a late happy birthday is in order then :) ??
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