I've been sitting by the computer for two days, by my cell phone and even by the broken house phone.
The last conversation we had lasted 4 minutes, and in those 4 minutes you managed to do this to me.
And so I wait, and I ask myself things. I regret falling in love with a guy who hates computers and is therefore absent in all the facebook interaction, and I remember what you told me the other day: "Somehow I just can't text you, there's something wrong with your cell phone company." and I curse the cell phone company, and I also curse the phone company, because the phone has been broken for about a week, and aahh..!
And even thought you told me to call you, I can't. I'm afraid.
But above all, I'm trying to imagine what are you doing, and if perhaps you're also wating by your cell phone.
And I say to myself what I said last time I was drunk... "Pinche inseguridad..."