Frustration

I hate not being over him!

I spent most of my day today alone. I like being alone, honestly, because it lets me think. But man, walking into every store and hearing some sad love song didn't make my plan of not thinking about him today easy to execute.

I guess it's back to listening to "The Hug Poem" every night before bed. Something about that poem makes me feel less alone.

I just hate not having someone to confide in anymore. I honestly want to tell him, "Hey, I miss being your friend!" but I can't.

I'm ranting.

Goodnight.