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It's been four days and some hours and we've not said hi to each other, you're probably shaking your head now because I'm just stating the obvious.
I don't wanna call it boredom because that's not what it is but let's just say I'm not used to this. This game, this fight, this malice, this pride, this... whatever you wanna call it.
So far, I must commend us, we've done a great job by surviving without any form of communication and I must say, it says a lot about us but that's not why I'm here.
Lol, I know you're wondering already, why is she now here abi what's all this. Don't mind me, this is just me fooling around. Not pushing blames but I think you don't like making the first move in times like this, I'm speaking out of experience.
Well it's ok to be all chilled and wait for your partner to do the whole mind bearing, what's not okay is allowing whatever lies within you die slowly without letting the other person know.
On a norm, this would have been an "I miss you" note or an "I want you back note" but this is none of the two, this time I'm gonna let you call this note what you wanna.
Get straight to the point,you're probably screaming in your head but baby, I don't even know what the point of this note is or errrrr, okay, let's do it this way, we're gonna assume I felt like bearing my mind and this is the best way I felt I could.
But she hasn't even said anything yet abi is this one high ni *in your voice*, but no I wanted to say a lot then it ran But I'm probably still booting, lol.
I'm asking myself right now, why are you writing this pointless note, why, why, why and why but then maybe all I wanted to say was "hello".
This might have been very useful contrary to my opinion but either way, thank you for your time.

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Comments

Wale said…
Lol,sounds like a typical interaction these days they call it *playing by the rules* dont call so you dont look desperate or easy blah blah,and the other person is just being difficult... i say "Say what you need to say "

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