Old places, bring old faces.

Soooo....semi-formal kinda sucked.
It was a "much video dance party"....and all the girls were dancing like whores. Everyone was paired off, and happy as two people. I was pretty much ignored, and when I tried to dance...I'd be left behind. I missed Brad terribly...he should have been there. I was miserable without him there. :/

Then today, I went to Chris'. Brad's old apartment. It didn't feel as weird because they had furniture. But...when I left it hit me. He wasn't there to kiss me for 5 minutes before he closed the door. I layed my head against the door rest, but instead of seeing his smiling face; both tired and wanting to go to bed and impatient of when he would see me again, resistant to let me go; instead I saw Chris and Shannon. Looking at me puzzled as to why I layed my head where the door would soon shut. Alas. I miss his face. His lips. Even his quirky humor. My protein deprived lover whom I have come to cherish so much.

Bed time. I am applying to Starbucks in the morning. Wish me luck.