Dear Diary 10

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Entry 10

~Polly's Point of View~

I really hope I didn't make her uncomfortable.. She so nice- I just- *bzzt-bzzt*.. Luka keeps annoying the hell outta me, he's blowing up my phone. My phone rings and I flip it over.

Oh my god. Can he not take a fucking hint?!? I sigh and answer my phone. "What do you want, Luka?" I say annoyed.

"Polly.. I just want to talk.. please let me explain" He says in a quivering voice. Ugh. "Dude. You made it perfectly clear when YOU broke up with ME! Do you know how many times I cried over you? How many nights I was left wide awake because I couldn't stop thinking about you? Did you even think about how I felt!?!" I say.

I just want to scream at him. " I spent 4 months missing you and blaming myself. But now, ha. I am hella fucking over you." I say confidently.

The line gets quiet and I hear him sobbing. "I didn't mean to do it like that, I was confused! I am confused.."

He yells. I sigh and try to keep myself from crying. "Confused about what exactly? Huh?! I could've visited, we could've facetimed and see each other on weekends and holidays! I loved you Luka..!" I yell and my voice breaks, tears start rolling down my face. "But not anymore..!"

I finally said it..

~End of Entry~

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