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My throat tightens. My body shivers & it's not because of the office's air-conditioner's low temperature. You caught me off guard, in a negative way. It hurts me to know how easily the thought of cancelling our date flashed through your mind & slipped out of your mouth. Holding back the tears doesn't hurt as much as knowing how bearing of high hopes never fail to lead to disappointment. It's a shame should my tears fall because of unworthy issue. But you were so worthy of my trust & hope. I guess this is what hurts the most, knowing that I've overestimated my presence in your life.
You may say I'm being emotional and I'm as usual overthinking, which you do most of the time. If you could see how hard I'm trying to disguise this forlorn look flittering in my eyes. If you could see how my face cringed. If you could feel how hard my heart was palpitating. If you could feel my initial anticipation. If you have seen the effort I've put in dolling up & searching for cafes. If you knew how fragile I actually am. Then perhaps, you'd know I'm not exaggerating when I said I'm breaking into pieces.
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