Me: Hi, it's me.
Beach Girl: I never thought I'd hear your voice again. I never knew why I didn't delete your number.
Me: I know, I just...
Beach Girl: Please don't tell me you are calling to say you are sorry after all this time.
Me: I'm really sorry. But actually, I'm not calling for that. I want to see you.
Beach Girl: Um, hello? Do you even remember what you did to me?
Me: Please. I'm tryng to do things the right way this time.
Beach Girl: Give me one good reason why I should want to see you.
Me: Because I've changed. I won't run away again. And you've got nothing to lose.
Beach Girl: Are you really so desperate to see me that you are willing to say all that?
Me: I'm not desperate. I just feel I need to do this.
Beach Girl: Fine, you have one chance, and you better not screw it up again.
So we agreed to go out tonight. I wish I had a plan. And I really wish I actually knew what I'm doing. But this time, I'm pretty sure things will just play out as they're supposed to. I'm not sure if that's good or bad, but at least I feel like I'm doing the right thing.
So I finally realized that things weren't what I wanted them to be, and decided to take a little break.
I went outside at 2 in the morning, and looked at the stars. I just sat there, looking up. And I thought.
I really know what I want, and I always end up having everything except that.
Why do I attract the wrong girls?
Is there a right girl?
I just sat in the freezing night and thought.
Is it worth it to actually keep looking for someone that might not even be there?
I couldn't find any answers.
And after that I went back into the house and fell asleep.
When I woke up everything was clear.
I picked up the phone, and dialed the number I should have dialed a long time ago...