its been two weeks since my Rejection, two weeks of me feeling like I am not good enough for my mate,
Two weeks of realizing my weak self can't accept his Rejection because a part of me wishes he would come back to his senses and tell me he misses me senseless.
He wants to take back his Rejection and beg me to forgive him.
Goddess knows if that happens, I won't blink an eye before forgiving him. I won't even think about it, the because the truth is, told, I've been nothing but miserable these past weeks.
I barely sleep at night, when I close my eyes, all I do is dream about him, about our happy moments, then the Rejection comes like a tragedy to our happy times. I wake up every morning, missing him more than the previous day.
I wish every morning that Brandon would come back to
