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.

I’m sorry.

Sundays aren’t easy anymore.