Hiya March.

So it's March.. flipping great. Ergh I don't know.. a third of the years gone within a blink, it's unreal. I don't want to go University but I do, it seems stupid even mentioning it but I'm 16 & in less than two months I'll be 17. I feel excited, yet scared. I feel so behind. So confused,as if my feelings didn't fuck me up at the best of times. Some days I wish I never met you, others I'm glad. I wonder if I would have been different.. but then again it was before we met. But then I tell my self you made it ten times worse. I think I miss you, i'm not sure. The memories have slowly faded to faint images. Laughter, hugs, kisses, holding hands, long conversations, texting, walks,getting to know you, creating my smile. I don't think about you often, but when I do the thoughts don't seem to sit comfortably. We won't ever be friends again, I'm sure of that. We don't even speak now.. it's been two years since anything even begun. Anyway what am I going on about, I don't care about that anymore, that is the past. It's something else, someone else that is playing on my mind. I want it to go away yet at the same time I want it to stay.