The weekends seem to bring me down.
I miss having plans on Friday nights with you.
But I don't miss waiting for your texts telling me when you were going to be free.
I don't miss the way when I'd ask you to hang out, you just wouldn't reply.
The "I don't miss..." list seems to be very short.
It's getting a little easier everyday. (But for yesterday. Yesterday was not easy at all.)
You'll always have a place in my heart. I hate you for that.
But I wouldn't change the days we shared together for the world.
Thank you for being there.
ReplyDeleteLet's start a new Friday night tradition. Movie fests? Midnight Breakfast? Clown make-up just for the hell of it??
I hope everything keeps getting better. Day after day, bit by bit.
You are fabulous.