i wait, wait every, 6 weeks or so, without fail. wait for that particular weekend. diligently plan it to be empty or "plan-less" like i always say when you ask what i am up to.

i think i create excuses for you, really think i do sometimes. i cant help feel that way, feel like i'm living in this huge lie. where you're just moving forward and i'm stuck here, watching you go.

so many different movies we wanted to watch together, supposed to watch together. i never did, till today. you've watched them all already.

i had the march holidays, 4 weeks of june holidays. september holidays are almost over.
how else do i justify this?