I was oh-so-ready... I already had a preview of how the event will go in my mind. I even psyched myself not to turn back from my decisions. "For the better Jess, for the better" -that's the mantra I keep on saying to myself.
Hours passed. Stupid me, I still kept on expecting him. Well, he remained consistent with his personality: nothing but a boy who doesn't keep his promises. Damn. Such events prolong my agony, and sadly, it's not my fault anymore. All I want is a quick end to this misery, and yet, it is still not given to me. Curse you immature, stupid boy. I cannot forgive you with what you are doing to me right now...
I wish I wouldn't be left hanging for so long. I want to put a period at the end of the statement, and not an ellipsis... :(
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