i cant seem to get over it, and maybe i never will.
i miss my friend Ashton, i cant help but compare him to every guy i meet and no one can ever compare to him... he was such a sweet guy, it never crossed my mind the last time that i saw him, that it would be the last time we hung out, the last time i would see him, the last time i would hear his voice... i had a dream about him yesterday, every time i think about it makes me want to cry because it all feels so real when I'm dreaming. i hear him, i see him, i talk to him. It makes me almost forget hes gone, i always hate when i wake up because reality hits me and i realize that it was only a dream... i call his old phone when i cant fall asleep at night to hear his voice, it makes me feel better like hes there and I'm going to see him the next day. i miss my friend so so much. the truth though is that I'm scared that I'm going to start forgetting... of course I'm never going to forget him but I'm starting to forget how he smelled and stuff like that, it breaks my heart because i hope he doesn't forget me... ugh i don't know what to do. i know i wont ever be the same, i just have to deal with him being gone... but to tell you the truth i don't think i will ever fully accept that hes gone, because he cant be... like he said so himself hes superman he can do anything...
gloomy
grumpy
sick