I remember the way it felt last time. I remembered everything but only could really grasp all the good times. It doesn't feel that way the second time around. I feel so much hate, disgust, and sadness. I know this time it's different. I know there's nothing that could be said to change my mind. Although, I do wish I felt differently. I wish it never went down the way it did. Then again, that's me putting the blame on my self. I didn't have anything to do with it this time. For once in my life I can honestly say that it was completely their fault... and that's what hurts me the most. It's so much easier for me to deal with problems that are my fault. I know how to fix those problems but when it's someone else fucking up... Well, let's just say I'm learning how to deal with that. It's even more of a problem when your in love with that person. I hope to get it all through my system soon, for no other reason than so I can move on, just like she seems to do so easily.