Two words.

It's been three days since we've last talked, and in those three days I've had to do a lot of growing up. I've kept looking at my phone to see if you'd miss me, but apparently you haven't. I want to talk to you but at the same time, I know it'd do me no good. I need to hate you for a little bit longer. Someday, most likely someday soon, I'll want my best friend back. Today was almost that day. But it's not, because I still need to hate you. So... Enjoy your time. I'm having fun. Softball tonight was amazing. I'm living perfectly with out you. It's not the same, but I'm breathing... And I'm okay. That's the important thing.

I'm okay.