I don’t know what to think about it or if I even imagined it, but he’s gone in a blink, and I push it out of my head as unimportant.

Whatever that was, be it intentional because nothing is ever straightforward with him, or be it something else, I will not care. When it comes to him, I don’t want to know why he does anything or whatever little act or mind games he has going on. I’m not the same girl; I know him better than he likes to think.

I wake up so late it’s crazy ...