dear journal,
why must I be so in love with you?
Since the spring of 2007, you've been able to capture my heart. With each and every cute remark, I can't help to think, "Wow, this is the boy I want to spend the rest of my life with." There's nothing I want more than to see you happy, but it's hard to see you happy when I'm not the girl you're happy with. I tend to daydream daily about you being with another girl and it just crushes all happy emotions I had previous to that heartbreaking thought.
We managed to push through all the fights and still came out the other side together. Now? Everything has changed and nothing seems right to me. I miss my boyfriend more than anything.
You're not in love with me anymore. I'm not happy. I won't ever let go.
I miss you, August 5th, 2007.
I love you.