I promise myself I would not crowd and give you enough space. I am successful even. Upto some extent. I cannot help but wait for you to ping me on gtalk. And when you don’t, I myself ping to say good bye.
I don’t wait for your reply though. A girl has to have her pride no?
However, I can’t stop myself from logging in later through gmail and check if you have left some offliner for me.
And you do. That makes my night go all tender.
Pathetic or cute I don’t know. Shall we should settle for pathetically cute?