Funny how things change...

I was looking through old documents on my computer and I came across this little thing I wrote on November 1. I'm not going to explain it. I'm sure that you can figure it out. But it's funny to see how time changes things.

I don’t have the right to feel this way. I told you what I wanted and now I have to stick to that. Then how come every time something happens, my emotions soar? Girls flirt with you and I say “They are not good enough for him.” I hear about the crazy things you do when you drink, and I laugh, but I also wonder “Why?” People talk about you and I think, “They don’t know the real him.” I know what I want, so why do I feel this way?