My least favorite 3 words in the English language. Boy canceled on me due to an unexpected family thing. I'm bummed, but more than that I'm insecure. I doubt its truth even though he's not once given me a reason to. I doubt I'll see him again, even though he has said he wants to. The only thing I have faith in is my history of the 2 date curse that I can never seem to get past.
I'm trying to be thankful for the fun we've had and not want more, but all I can think about is how miserable the next few weeks will be while I am away...waiting for the moment of truth...will we hang out again or will I never hear a word from him again?