The history of my love life

Sight of his face

Today, I ran into Daniel. At first, I saw his car parked next to a bus stop. Then, I saw him talking to a girl, who had a kid. I don't know if that was the stripper. Unless, he's mackin it with some other girl. At this point, my feelings for him is disappearing, which is good. Well, I was at the stop light, and he pulled up next to me. He said Hi, and I said Hi back. He asked me where I was going and I told him picking my mom up from work. Just seeing his face made me feel depress, but I started thinking about George and my frown turned to a smile. I don't know why. It's weird. I'm confused.