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Why.
Why am I bothering to keep track of the days? I just do what I normally do. Wake up, go to bed, wake up, go to bed, and think about him non-stop, it's like an unescapable hell. It's somehow worse now. Before, I was just talking to myself, thinking I was being stupid.
And then he actually showed up, which solidified my hopes, and now I just feel crushed again.
What's the use.
He probably forgot about me already. Found himself a pretty woman, and they've made a happy family, the three of them, him, Mokuba, and her.
Curse her, whoever she is.