I'm just fed up of living every day so unhappy. Every day, I can't wait until it gets to the end so I can go to bed and sleep again. But then, when I wake up all I do is look forward to when I can go back to sleep again. That's not how it should be.

I'm sorry things went so downhill. We were so sure things were going to be amazing and spectacular, but now I'm starting to see everything I didn't want to believe. I'm sorry I stopped loving you. I'm sorry you did, too. Maybe things aren't meant to be. I'm going to miss you, but it's time we hold our heads high, bite our lips and get over each other. I think it's the best way. Maybe we'll find someone better. Then again, maybe we won't.