March 5th, 2011.

My room is super cold.
And I feel like a giant weight has been lifted.
The truth, it feels good to let out.
Even when it's not that pretty.
And today was like any other day.
Really, it was.
It's funny how your mind can completely fantasize
about how a certain "day" will map out.
Simply because it is 365 days apart from a significant moment.
Why does it matter?
The earth rotating should have nothing to do with
the memories that flood swiftly into our heads
when we remember what day it really is.

It's like any other day.
And I'm really sorry that I hurt you.
You, as in my best friend.
I never meant to.
But, take a few steps in my shoes.
Then quickly take them off and put yours back on.
I'm not a perfect person.
But I'm trying my absolute hardest.
And I would never do anything
ANYTHING AT ALL
that would ruin our friendship.
I pinky promise.

When I think about it,
today is just like any other day.