Its the 6th month. 30 weeks. 210 days. 5,040 hours. Something something minutes”yeah okay, math was never my strong point. *Cough* Well, yeah, its been half a year, basically. How do I let such time pass? Ive been a vegetable. It is not my fault. I was just I was trying to I cant believe I did it. After giving her my all Reality just bit my face off. (I just have to protect her from Diane) But my habit kicked in, and shifted its way to 5th gear. Im pretty sure I left scars, as any car would going from 0 to 60 in less than 3 seconds 3 seconds of thinking before deciding to go through those elevator doors. Yeah. Thats how it was that night. I split.

I didnt mean to. But I bet it looks that way. To her at least.

This is the parallel universe of my subconscious [plus Diane]. Its been put on automatic pilot and I have no clue as to where the switch is. (And no, its not Dianeshe only sporadically pops up in my life for more tasks.) Im not the type of person who likes to follow manuals. Hm. Could it be in my mind? Hah *****, I dont have a clear head. My heart? Its swollen, and just learning to beat”I know, sounds lame but *****, its how it feels. Its hard to describe.

The only thing I can describe is her beauty. The way her wet hair trailed along her face on our last night together like waves crashing against the coast, yet she smelled better than any beach”hands down. Her ***** cute smile that showed off her pearly white teethoh how shed giggle and flash me one of those. Those deep expressive brown eyes that glistened with hope Yet, the last tendency I saw in those eyes was confusion and lossand then they eventually started to swell with tears. The image of her sitting at the foot of the bed, elbows on knees, and head in hands embedded into my memory as she awakes the next morning to find a cold spot on the bed next to her Her hurt just lives on, while I let my body decay on this couch.