This is one of my hardest moments yet. I'm sitting alone outside watching the fireworks pop around me. They're the only light around me rn. It's miserable sitting and waiting for the clock to strike midnight, knowing that the moment you've been looking forward to for months is going absolutely opposite of the scenarios in my head. He said he would be here, but he's not gonna show up anymore.
All I'm saying is that I've been dying for a new years kiss. I wanted us to hold eachother as we watched the fireworks burst everywhere. I just wanted to see you as the ball dropped on tv. I'm so pathetic! You let me believe that you'd be here. You got my hopes up so high. How could you? My tear stained face was so beautifully done, and my mood was through the roof. I love you so much, but right now I kinda hate you.
see you next year.