"Thought I'd found a way, thought I'd found a way out. But you never go away, so I guess I gotta stay now."
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Song: Lovely by Billie Eilish
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It's been one year. One fucking year. One year ago today I was the happiest I've ever been. But it's one year later. July 5th, 2017, the girl I love told me that she loved me back. July 5th, 2018, she is kissing some boy under the night sky. It's not fucking fair. I know it was all my fault. But it doesn't matter anymore. You love someone else. And you don't give a flying fuck about what today is. Everyone keeps saying that there will be other girls, but right now it doesn't feel like it. You're just special for some reason. I should probably stop now. Right now I'm shaking so hard I can barely type.
