Cav's Place

July 12th… It used to be our anniversary and then it became the commemoration of the start of all the actual life I ever had. But for everyone else it’s just a regular day. I can’t even sit and talk about memories because nobody wants to hear. Nobody cared about that for years. It just doesn’t fit what they see as the normal way to react to something like this and they don’t care…
Seven years, a little more than three together, nearly four since she left. I wonder if she even remembers. Or, if she does, I wonder how she remembers it.

I guess there really isn’t anything left to say after all this time, not to anyone else at least. Just leave me be… For me it’s certainly not just a regular day.

At least it’s raining a lot, so the weather mirrors my mood…