Today was probably one of the happiest day in my life. Words can’t describe the joy I felt when you asked me out this day. Yet, I sit here years later reminiscing this exact same day. Having no idea how much it affects me to think about it. Thinking about how we could of still be together and celebrating our anniversary today! Thinking about how many nights and times you begged me to stay with you and I rejected you all those times, just because you would hurt me so much. I fell so in love with you it almost sickens me; thinking how in the world would you stiiillll love someone who has hurt you the most? I sit here, wondering how you feel about me… wondering if I ever meant anything to you… wondering if you still think about me, us, and what we had. But to be honest, you’re someone different today, didn’t change for the better and now you’re about to have a family. A family. something we always planned. And now you’re having it with somebody else. I mean, I’m happy for you, I really am. And I wish you the best, I really do. Ultimately, I just want to say that I been over you, I got over you several months after our definite break up and today was just one of those days where I just think about us. Although, this post means nothing. It helps me to realize how much I never needed you.