They say, if you wanna make God laugh, then all you gotta do is tell him your plans.

Reminiscing makes me want to cry because nothing has gone the way I planned. If I knew then, what I know now, I wouldn’t have let myself love you so much. I wouldn’t have given so much up for you. I wouldn’t have spent so much time with you. Because it only makes it hurt so much worse, because there are so many memories that I can’t let go of. Not that you were a waste of time, because you weren’t. You gave me some fun times and I’ll never forget you. I just wish sometimes, that I could. Looking at old pictures when we were so happy and all I wanted was to spend time with you, makes me wish we were still that close. It makes me wonder what I did wrong. Am I really that horrible of a person that the people I loved most, don’t love me anymore?