Today is my birthday, and I feel disappointed. Really disappointed.

Someone promised to have a birthday night with me. He is not a special someone, but still, he is someone I exchanged my heart with. Although I know he is not serious, I still stupidly got my heart moved unconsciously by him. And hence, the feeling of disappointment. He said he didn't want me to be sad, he just wanted me to be happy.

I am still hoping that he is throwing me a surprise, and think about how happy I would feel. But maybe I should just stop dreaming, and face the harsh reality.

I don't lack birthday dates, but it is just who I really want to go with. I wanted a perfect date. I don't want to settle for the next better option.

I just want to find a hole and hide in it, and perhaps cry my heart out. Doesn't really matter anyway, because I don't usually celebrate my birthday.

I will never let another man move my heart again. Because the person who ends up getting hurt...is always me.