One year to the date.

Listen to this, while you read this.

Wow, doesn't a year go fast. Thinking about what we used to be, brings a tear to my eye. But I've got to keep reminding myself we're the past now! This is going to one difficult day. When that date is written down on your calendar you know it still means something to you. I want to tell you how much I miss you, but I can't bring myself to say those words. Every time I do remind myself of the feelings I have towards you, then you remind me how much of an idiot you can be sometimes to me. And then I remember why we're the past. But I always seem to get upset about it. No matter the number of times you make me feel like that. I still cry. I suppose I'm only human. So what do you expect from me?

The thing that hurts the most is when the night before, you hear something honestly don't want to hear. And you just have to act like it doesn't bother you, when it really does. You pretend it's not there, until BAM today's here, memories are in your head. Anything could set you off crying, and then you remember what you were told last night. And here we go again. It's like a mini life-cycle in it's self. Looking around your room, thinking what will I do with myself today, to keep me up, to stop me from thinking about everything. And you look at the clock 00:00 - Damn, only another 24 hours left of this painful day, which no matter how much you try to get it out of your head, it's always going to be there. Whether you like it, or not!

I suppose a lot has happened in one year, come to think of it. We had our ups, our downs, our time when we nearly got back together, and then when I was reminded of everything.

Like any other day, the difficult ones in particular. That friend, is going to be here for you today. And I have to remember that most of all. Over all the painful, but amazing memories, I have to try and remember she'll be there for me. Today, like any other day. With it's ups and downs. But most of all, she'll be here now, to protect you from this day, no matter what year, what's the weather, where she is. She'll always be there for me!

I suppose all I'm trying to say is, I miss you. But we both have to remember we're the past now, and that we can't send ourselves back to that amazing but sometimes painful place. Because my heart can't possibly take the pain any longer or at any different strength it gives us.

This date.
Last year.
It was me+you.
 But, now.
This date.
This year.
It's me.
And it's you.