Coffee and Insecurity
It all started with you saying you bought Davidoff coffee.
Asked for who. Reply was for rightful one.
Spiralled into who u gave that to before.
Me felt insecure she got one.
You said you treated me to a meal, but u remembered the wrong meal.
And there it went ...
‘Stop living in the past. LOL’ - you said.
I cringed. My insecurity is a laughing matter for you then.
Amusing how the convo lasted till it was time for u to say u needed to rest.
Escape, typically you.
My last takeaway was asking if ASB (attn seeking bitch) was ....
Your reply, ‘of course not.’
I said my piece. No apologies from this end. Something new and different there.
Before, i would’ve said sorry especially since i know ur not feeling well and u’ve had a rough week.
Not this time.
Hopefully, not anymore.
