Few More Weeks.

Its funny how my mind sometimes can out of nowhere reminds me of a certain date. And it will hit me with such internal pain I feel like folding into myself and crying in misery with wishes to go back to last year and maybe do things differently. Or maybe to just go back and go through everything another time around.

Right now I curse my good memory. I wish I can't remember that *sighs and wipes my eyes* I'm not gonna think about it. It will just stop this process I'm going through. If I can go back, I'll stop things from getting to how it was.

No.

I don't know what I'll do if I can go back.