i'm sorry for laughing when i heard she broke up with you. at the time i was amused but now i just feel like a jerk. i'm sorry that you're hurting and i really do know what you're going through. i felt the same way when it was you who broke up with me. i wish i could help, i really do. it'll get better, i promise.
time is flying and i'm not sure yet if that's a good thing or a bad thing. i feel like i'm grasping the moments i'm supposed to but at the same time my freshman year is flying by. i can't believe there's only 5 weeks left. i can't believe how much i've changed, how much around me has changed. time is a crazy thing. a best friend and a worst enemy, all at once.
the next couple of days will be interesting as i sit back and watch the past collide with the present and potential future. however, i am definitely excited for a roommateless quiet weekend with the boy, who is meeting the parents on saturday. i know they're going to like to him. i kinda do ;)
No comments:
Post a Comment