Today was suppse to be fun. Today I wasn’t going to think about any of it. I was going to pretend, to everyone, including myself, that everything was ok.
“Oh the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful, we have no place to go, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!”, the stero was turned up louder then normal, it was Christmas Eve after all.
I couldn’t believe I was letting this get to me. Half of my family was here, and all I could think about was him. I kept telling myself it was my choise to end it. I wanted it to end. Yet I still miss him.
You never know how much you care about something until it’s gone. He likes her now. I like someone else, but for some reason your all that’s on my mind.
All I can be thankful for about this is that we are still best friends, but that may be making it hurt even more.