8/12/14
I didn't forget about your anniversary. but apparently dad did.
I knew August twelfth, two thousand and fourteen would be your twenty sixth anniversary, even if it wasn't. even if you weren't alive anymore and your marriage didn't exist anymore and even if dad forgot.
I'm not sure how what when or why he forgot. But he did and went on a date with his new girlfriend. Apparently, they're star gazing tonight. You're eight feet under and all three of my sisters and all one of my brother are at work and my dad is looking at stars with another woman. and I'm left in these four walls by myself with nothing left to do but think. think about me. and people wonder if there's something wrong with me and i wonder if im going insane.
I don't want dad to be dating on his anniversary. I really really really really don't. but I don't want him to be upset and miserable. like I remember he was last year. so i didn't say anything.
YOU ARE READING
Break me
ChickLitwhat do you do when you can't stand to look at that page anymore but you can't turn to a new one? color over it and make a new picture.
