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October 25, 2010
I had a gift. Or a curse. Or just an infallible way of reading body language.

I knew exactly when a couple would break up. I knew exactly how. I knew the way each person felt about the other. I was never wrong.

I even knew the end to my own relationships. Tall boy? Two miserable years. Baaad kisser. Persian boy: February. He was too controlling. Green eyes? Green eyes... With Green eyes, I looked and I looked, but I never saw our end.

But now I'm scared. You will hate me. You will leave me. I will be alone.