Is happiness over? Do I really have to admit that, again, I am depressed?
Is this because of me doing bad at work, because I can never seem to make B happy, because I ignore her to play my games when realistically that is both what I want and the last thing I want, and both are for her and for me? Is it because I hate myself but not enough to do anything about it? Is it because I work for such a beautiful charity and despite that I can’t seem to do well enough to raise money for it?
Do I just miss Dan?
Every day. Every day I miss Dan. I miss everything him.
I feel alone, but I know I’m not, I know she’s there, I know she is, I love her, but I don’t feel like I’m there.
I wish I was happy.
I wish money was no object
I wish time was forever.
I wish I could live in the past and the present.