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I was reading my journal entries from this time last year..I was so happy.
Even though things weren't perfect (they rarely are) I still was just..happy.
Being unhappy sucks.
Being miserable is even worse.
Unfortunatly I qualify.
It has been 5 days since the breakup.
It still hasn't gotten any easier not to tell him I love him.
I still refer to him as my boyfriend then have to correct myself which makes me upset..
I saw him today, and not running to his car and giving him a kiss was so unreal.
I felt like this wasn't real, like this was all a dream.
One could only hope..
Even though things weren't perfect (they rarely are) I still was just..happy.
Being unhappy sucks.
Being miserable is even worse.
Unfortunatly I qualify.
It has been 5 days since the breakup.
It still hasn't gotten any easier not to tell him I love him.
I still refer to him as my boyfriend then have to correct myself which makes me upset..
I saw him today, and not running to his car and giving him a kiss was so unreal.
I felt like this wasn't real, like this was all a dream.
One could only hope..