CRUSHED

It was him who made my "hell day" yesterday bearable. Imagine having to line up for 6 hours for that darn driver's license inside a "shanty" they call the LTO office with cigarette smoke choking me to death, add it up to the "intelligent" LTO people who don't seem to know how to read while you're hoping against hope that you wouldn't be swept away by the sudden flood rampaging on the place...if that isn't hell I don't know what is! Oh and I almost forgot, I had my lunch at 6 pm, thank you. But all that seemed tolerable because of him; his text messages. He was so nice the past few days that I'm beginning to think that "hey, probably he's starting to like me." But just this afternoon, after another barrage of getting-there-type-of-messages, I started to wonder if his messages are really meant for me. Imagine how my heart fluttered when he asked me to watch a movie with him, I almost fainted with excitement. I thought this is the start of my seven-year-dream...then it hit me hard on the face---he thought I was someone else, he mistook me for "her". I am not actually sure if it's the same "her" but I am positive that his messages are not meant for me. =( How can he be so careless? I've told him since last year, about four times already that it's me, that it's my new number and he knows. How come he's now confused as to whom he's texting? How can he be so cruel? He's been hurting me for seven years; seven long years --- he never seemed to care, he never knew how much he meant to me. Now, he's texting me again with messages punctuated with smilies and he's going to ask me who am I? I don't know if he's just too clouded with excitement about "her" or he's just simply stupid...so stupid that he did not feel how I felt for him all long. I really want to whack him on the head just so he'll wake up. How can he be this insensitive? How come he mistook me for someone else? That's the worst thing someone can do to another; mistook you for someone else, mistook your sincerity for someone else's...that hurts more than waiting in line for that license hungry, thirsty, tired and irritated for six hours. Being mistaken for someone else is a fate worse than death when all along you thought he already KNEW YOU; when you thought he meant everything he told you because you meant every single word you told him. It is like being killed over and over again, only you never die and that's worse, because you feel every pain and it doesn't stop. =,(