everything that was. everything that is no more. story of my life. everything good passes me by and its just like i have to learn to deal with it. i hate it. but im good at it. maybe that is why life keeps throwing stuff at me. it wants to break me. its trying to wear me down.
why did i have to see his jeep today?!?!
ive been doing so good.
and then i saw it today.
and all the memories flooded back over me.
i just sat there in the car..watched yours pass...and thought. and remembered. and reminisced.
and then was hit with brutal reality.
we arent even speaking.
and it might be my fault.