The night before my birthday after days of being ghosted, he finally reached out to me and asked if he could come over the next morning. Of course I was excited and the next morning after I got the kids off to school, I showered and spent the next 2 hours getting as pretty as I possibly could. I texted him to let him know that I was making breakfast and he could join me if he wanted. Silence. After what seemed like forever I ate breakfast alone. I texted him again and asked if he was coming. Silence. Why did he say he was coming if he wasn’t? I mean, who does this on someone’s birthday? I spent the rest of the day crying and waiting for someone who never came.
My Birthday
The night before my birthday after days of being ghosted, he finally reached out to me and asked if he could come over the next morning. Of course I was excited and the next morning after I got the kids off to school, I showered and spent the next 2 hours getting as pretty as I possibly could. I texted him to let him know that I was making breakfast and he could join me if he wanted. Silence. After what seemed like forever I ate breakfast alone. I texted him again and asked if he was coming. Silence. Why did he say he was coming if he wasn’t? I mean, who does this on someone’s birthday? I spent the rest of the day crying and waiting for someone who never came.
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