An Unusually Good Night

I went out in Portsmouth last night and finally went to a club there. It was really good but the music was a lot louder than in the Southampton clubs I usually go to, which was kind of annoying. Also all who came except one friend of mine disappeared shortly after midnight, and we left around 1am. It was unusually good because for the first time in ages I’ve gone out and not felt like leaving towards the end of the night because I was feeling lonely.

In fact, it was only when I woke up this morning and looked at my phone that I got any such feelings. Why? Because there was a txt on there from J-O, sent at 3am. It just said “I’m drunk and I miss you”. Well, I say such feelings, but actually even after I saw that I didn’t actually feel sad or anything about it. All I txted back was “Aww my angel, sorry I didn’t see your txt until now. Hope you’re ok (hug)”. The only thing I thought about it was that perhaps she does still have some romantic feelings lurking around. Then I thought it was probably only just a friendly missing of me. Then I thought it was probably just cos she was drunk and lonely, not because she was actually missing me in any way. My mind entertained possibilities that she’d suddenly say she wants me back, but I didn’t take it seriously. In fact, while I was waiting for the train to go back to Southampton, I looked back at her txt and thought wittily to myself; “she was drunk and she missed me? I should have txted back ‘I was drunk and I didn’t miss you’, for once! Maybe I’m finally getting over her.”

It was great that I didn’t think about her at all last night. Maybe I am managing to move on after all…