It's been quite a few days since I've been on Facebook. I realize thats the only way to not go to his profile. To avoid seeing him doing fine without me. See him smiling at something his friend said. See the comments by girls from his college. It still kills me. And there's no point in deleting or blocking him cause I know that would kill me. I don't know what's worst, knowing or not knowing?
And tomorrow's gonna be the day I take that walk down memory lane. No running away like the last time. I'm going back to the 12th of September 2011. When I thought it was gonna be the beginning of forever. Wish me luck. I'm so gonna screw this.