depressedNot that this is different from most other nights, but the fact that this is supposed to be a night for lovers just makes the wounds deeper than normal.
So much pain, and it never seems to end. I can not even want resolution, because all the indications at the momment point to the only possible resolution at this point being her breaking up with me officially.
Perhaps I am stupid for not desiring what is effectively the unofficial state being made official, but as long as it isn't, I have an excuse to see her regularly, and there is hope, however small, that things could improve.
