secret

Costa Rica was gorgeous, of course. Rainy at times, but actually quite nice. The coast was relaxing. So much so that we neglected to wear sunscreen, like dummies, and Chris still has a layer of skin falling off all over the place. I knew his intentions were to ask me to marry him. I planned to take the day off work, which turned into a weekend, then a week, in another country. It just happened that we were in Costa Rica on my Birthday. And I’m not a fancy lady. I don’t ask for a lot. But I didn’t know it would hurt so much that he completely forgot it was my birthday until I reminded him. Then he just wanted to forget the whole thing.

He forgot my birthday. Not a mention of it, not a kiss, nothing but his morning wood.

Great Thanks.

And I’m afraid it will sting a little until he tries to make it up somehow. Nothing yet.

Not a flower, not a thing.

What’s a girl to do..