Written by Ms.AlwarJanuary 29, 2015January 29, 2015 Different? She hated herself a little bit more Every time she picked up her phone; Hoping against hope, For that message, Trying to convince herself That this was different, He was different. Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleLike this:Like Loading... Related 11 thoughts on “Different?” This hit me right in the feels. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I understand that feeling !:/ LikeLike Reply This is quite similar to what I feel now, though it is not about love. However, I am hoping for a phone call and hating myself continuously…beautifully written. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanku … LikeLike Reply Wow! so few words mean so much! You nailed it. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanku 🙂 LikeLike Reply 100% relate to this LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanku… I know how “bleh” it feels, believe me LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Perfectly put together! 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanku so much 🙂 LikeLike Reply I liked the picture, but sorry, the poem didn’t speak to me 😦 If the common thread is me, than it’s something I’m doing to cause a series of incidents, not anyone else. common relationship advice is that if you find yourslef with the same (bad) type of guy all the time, figure out what you’re doing to attract them and stop doing it. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.