Dearest Floppy Handsome,
Im glad i saw you today. I feel terribly upset because i had already packed my bags, my bikini, my lingerie for the stay. I was looking forward to ramen and getting my work done. and i was looking forward to hanging out with you. prettily.
now. i look hideous. it’s superficial and it will heal, but, still, being stuck at home i feel not that great. I know you feel sorry for me , i just somehow am scared you will think otherwise of me. i know you aren’t that shallow, but looks are still important, of course i want to look pretty for you, let alone your favs are tall blondes..and today with the dressing off,:(
I just hope to recover soon,who doesn’t want to look normal, who doesn’t want a pretty girl by his side, I’m being practical. how could you even form erotic thoughts looking at a scarred face:) it’s true isn’t it. and i don’t want that.ugh groan.
There’s many other things i can do at home with you still, like cook, or watch dvds, but knowing you, even when i was well, you weren’t that interested in me cooking for you. and i know it’s not in you to know how to make me feel better. actually it’s simple things like sending me a get well card, or flowers, or texts. but how could i possibly open my mouth to ask you to send me things. i don’t blame you. you really are clueless, i wish i could teach you. but will be happy with xoxo for now. i’ve already tried my best to tell you i need that from you but i guess if you really don’t feel it in your heart, no one can blame you :) no one asked you to buy kate flowers in the past, it came from the heart. no one asked me to get any prawn rolls or floss or tarts for you, i just thought, what will make you happy, and just had to do it. shrug. xoxo will be just fine.
anyway, I’m writing an entry each day not seeing you. to tell you how I’m gonna miss you.
Day 5 of fall