Of course I'm confused.
I'm sad.
But I'm always sad.
She called me a sad sap. What does that mean?
He doesn't speak to me anymore and he pretends to be forlorn but he doesn't know all those months I couldn't sleep because I didn't have him.
Friends like her try to help me but they don't.
People like him are liars.
And people like me..
Well, I don't know.
Me at least, I know, I'm a loser.
Alone out of choice.
I'm never going back to him. Not because I don't want to, but because I can't.
We broke each other and now it's time for me to move on.
That's what we all do in the end.
It's human nature.
Certainly something I'm afraid of.
