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I slept in a lot today, I didn't want to stop dreaming. When I'm dreaming, Everything's perfect. Its depressing to open my eyes.
Its like a habit now, To wake up and put the locket he gave me. I wish he could see me wear it... He would have liked that...
It's amazing how little people remember him. I think of him almost as much as i think of him.
When i looked at the locket today, It made me think... What would he say about this... About... Being in love... With him. I assume he would be happy, After all, He knew we were meant to be...
That's one of the things i hate myself for... But there's nothing i can do about it now. Its in the past, Buried along with my other memories of them. But the memories keep finding there way back...
Is it someone's cruel joke causing me to go into a deep spiraling depression? Or fate...
 Aurora Winterwolf xoxo · Sun Sep 20, 2009 @ 11:03am · 0 Comments |
