Everyday gets a little bit better, yet a little bit worse at the same time. I keep holding onto this feeling of overwhelming love for someone that returns none of the feelings and that is the hardest battle I've ever had to fight, within myself. There's almost no way to overcome this war raging inside my soul. If I give up and let go of these feelings, of my memories, my dreams of this life we could have, I'm left with this feeling of I could have tried harder, I didn't give it my all. But then again if I keep up what I'm doing, I'm going to die of a broken heart because every time he doesn't look at me like he used I feel myself falling a little harder, a little bit farther from where I'd like to be. Time is such a crippling thing because every day that passes feels like a day I could have been better, yet it's the only way the heart can heal, the only way people can be forgiven. If I've learned one thing after this whole situation, it's that people's feelings are nothing to play with.