Yesterday, I waited for my beau's telephone call until past midnight. When I didn't get a reply till 12:35am, I decided to give it a last try then got so pissed off and went to sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night and found his missed call but decided against calling.This morning I called twice to wake him up but he didn't answer me.
I got so worried at his neglect. I expect a lot more attention. I expect to be loved and adored and showered with affection. I am of a different calibre. He knows it. He just needs to be reminded of it constantly.
So I called him at 10ish and had a 'quiet' go at him.
We spoke. I explained to him the importance of communication to me. We sorted it out.
He called me again at 3pm, a changed man.
Yahoo, I got my man back.
Till we meet again,
Sedeso
PS: God, will he marry me and make me happy?
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