Yesterday, I broke my heart. Twice.

I wake up today feeling as though everything was a dream. Then I look around and realize this horrible dream is my life.

Still, thirty-one hours later I lay in bed, wiping the tears away. Although I did what was necessary so as not to hurt anyone more later, it still pains me inside. I gave up happiness for honesty, and for honesty, friendship.

Happy memories only bring tears.