I miss him.
alot.
It doesn't matter what he did to me or what he said or how many times i try to convince myself i'm better off without him. The truth behind everything is that i miss him like crazy and i hate trying to convince myself otherwise. I can't lie to myself when i know the truth.
Tonight's the game and tomorrow's the dance. I'm gunna go out there and put on my biggest smile and act like it's the best weekend of my life. And it probably will be up there. But it won't be nearly the same with the memories I have of last year and the year before.
i hate this.
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