crappy nights.

quite a bad night a had last night.
spent it burning in fever, next to a guy i'm aparentelly i'm still in love with.
(what the hell does that means anyway, right?)
with him saying things i couldn't/wouldn't understand in his sleep, and hugging me tenderly.
after having some same old argument, in wich he of course stated how he doesn't loves me anymore.
after a session of sick-sex.. horribly but (sadly) not unusualy bad sick-sex.
after some nice arguing/proyecting fun over dinner.
after a lovely movie (like everything else, about us)
yeah, it started of really well.
but such a crappy ending.

a very cold next morning.
and i'm guessing nothing's gonna change at all.
good for me, right?
right?