He's Gone.
He left.

He was here for a week and i didn't even get a visit, text or a call. The only thing he said before he came was that he was on the plane headed here and that's the last i heard from him.


I should of known. He said he was sorry, that he thought i would tell him when i was free. Bullshit. He could of called or say something. If he really wanted to see me, he would of. We had plans to see each other and he blew them off. All i said in return was "Whatever."

Then he said: "You have a right to be upset. I'm sorry"

I hope whatever it is he's got that might resemble a heart was constricting on his flight back to New York. If it wasn't then, it is now.

Thanks for nothing.

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posted on 2012-11-27 @ 12:14 a.m.