Cassie was suppose to come visit me today. It was suppose to be our first time together. Now…how ironic. I’ve been pretty depressed the last 2 days. She says it has nothing to do with me. Somehow I Dont feel like she’s being honest. Shes always telling me about how I need to be open about how I feel, but she never shares with me about what she feels until its too late. I always worry about her even when shes gone. She consumes my mind, but I can’t tell her everything. Its overwhelming for the both of us. I hope she ok. I just want her to be happy.
I met her a few weeks ago for “COMICON.” It costed me a shit load of money to stay there that week because of the event. Prices were super inflated. Im still glad I went though. I wish I could relive that day again. I wish I had something concrete to remember that day. Like a picture with her. She was so shy. It confused me.