Thursday, 3
Why did I have to look at your profile? And why did it have to be her?
Sunday, 13
I took last Friday off and drove to the beach. Spent the weekend there. I needed to clear my head. It would have been a perfect weekend. It was warm and sunny. The beach was so crowded, but I felt so alone. It felt wrong being there without you. Remember all those windmills on the way there? I couldn't stop thinking of the first trip we took to see the ocean together. We stopped to take so many pictures. How could you move on so quickly? Well...maybe "moving on" is the wrong word choice. Is it moving on if you go back to an ex? I don't know. But, I do know that it felt like a slap in the face. It's only been a month since we stopped speaking, since we stopped trying to fix things. Are you really over me, already? Or were you never over her? I could understand that better than if it were some random new girl. There's history with her. Although, I do wonder if this is a desperate attempt to move on... Or if you really just don't care. It doesn't matter either way. It won't change anything.
