It Gets Harder Every Day
This title speaks for itself. It grows tougher to live with each day. Not to mention how everyone just assumes that i has past. Well I have news for you, it hasn't. Each time it resurfaces it becomes worse than the time before. It doesn't make it any easier that my closest friends are always with her. I don't care who reads this and who doesn't. I love her, I miss everything about her and our relationship, and I want her back more than anything. If anyone has any problems with the way I feel about things or has anything to say to me, you know where to find me.