October 2010
2 posts
I hate seeing
the guy I was once so in love with, with someone else. But I can see how happy he is, how happy she makes him. And that makes me happy. I never thought I’d feel that way.
When you see them it makes it real.
In three and a half years four people that I went to high school with have died. Every time it becomes someone even closer to me. I couldn’t even comprehend the fact that Jonathan was gone. When my mom first told me, I thought she was lying, or maybe even joking. I know she wouldn’t do something like that, but I just didn’t want to believe it was true. Then when I saw him lying...