time to leave

we would talk about her on the phone. he did not like the way she dressed, the way she behaved, the way she lived. but she liked him. we were close, so-soo close and i let it disappear. i had to. 

party. i came late, but caught attention of all who were able to recognize still. guys who did not know me gathered by the table and wanted me to play drinking games. all that time i was there, i kept thinking how confident she is about walking into his room, how confident she is about him, how... oh how confident... and...

.. i will never go there ever.

time to leave this place. too much going on.