I Met You

, please delete my excitement, for the love of my thing." I had my eyes closed as I grabbed the pillow next to me and shoved it against my face while screaming, "What is freaking wrong with me!" I hit the sofa hard, "kill me," I muffled in the pillow, he was laughing so hard at my misery that I wanted to die. "You, too? "Well, at least you are honest about how you are feeling," he laughed again, it is official, he thinks of me as a joke, holding myself on the pillow, I felt myself getting teary, he thinks I am a joke, oh I am out of the dating game now, the elevator bings. Leo began to calm down as I simply remained there, wondering why I always do this; I overdo it, and then the next thing you know, I am a complete mess, an easy replacement because I overdid it. I can never win, and on the date I thought I was someone important, I ended up here, hiding from the one person who has my life on a timer; if only I had not been in the movies that day, thinking about these things, I smelled the stake with potatoes that I had ordered for myself. I let go of the pillow because I knew it was time to eat. Leo stood up to assist me, but I was too embarrassed, and I really wanted to go home. I did not let him take my hand or come near me. "I know I am going to sound rude, considering you invited me here, but could you see if I could go home and, if possible, take the food I ordered with me? I believe I have overstepped." Leo paused as he approached me. I was expecting him to yell at me like he always does, insult me, and throw me outside like a dog. I hugged myself tightly, bracing myself for the barrage of insults. Looking at the floor, I heard him say, "Zhǔnbèi zh