#305: Now, twenty-two years later.
March 29, 2013
I was hoping something would happen, somehow. Which was why I went to school, anyway, the other day. I thought maybe you'd see me, and be reminded that today, that day, was a special day. I wanted you to see I can still be happy, without you, by myself. I wanted you to know that my days still fly by like how it did for the past twenty-two years, before I met you, when I met you, now that I no longer know you. I was hoping something would happen, so you'd see me, and be reminded how much I still miss the idea of you. Somehow.
12:00 a.m.