July 6, dreaded day. On that day its marks the passing of 365 days. It all started then, the mess I'm in. When I thought it'll stop when we never saw each other, it didn't. I still think about it, not all the time but its still there. It has been so long and we havent fixed it yet. I still ponder about whats going on in your mind. What you never told me. I guess I brought this upon myself, but if I really mattered, you would have told me. It didn't work out so yeah, doesnt matter anymore.