Easy like Sunday morning…
In actuality, Sundays are supposed to be the best day of the week.
This Sunday for me wasn’t a good day…
On top of me being sick, a fever of 100.7, I’ve lost someone I care about.
I don’t know where things went wrong, I just want him to know that no matter what..
Everything I said, I meant.
Everything I did, I don’t regret.
Everything I felt, now seems lost.
I feel like I’ve lost not only someone who could have been everything to me, I’ve also lost my friend.
Sundays aren’t easy anymore.