Well I'm Awake

So I'm Awake but I didn't go to class. And I really needed to go to class. I was up most of the night and when I got up at 6:00 to get ready, I just didn't feel like I could face the world today. I felt like after yesterday I needed to regroup so that tomorrow I was on top of my game. Today starts the awful duty of packing his stuff. Wonderful isn't it. Part of me feels horrible because he said he still wants to be friends that he just wants to be on a break. And I would be ok with that I really would if this wasn't a repeat of so many episodes before. And like him I was sick of the fighting and everytime we would argue I was the one that was quick to say ok it's over. But it was an easy out. An easy way to stop the fighting and resolve the issue. So I looked like a bitch for it. It got the point across, I guess you go with whats familiar even if it doesn't work. My friends are all throwing a party, glad this ones over. I really went to bat for him. I stood by him. I actually considered living out my days in the dreaded midwest and taking on the responsibility of a family for him. I really did feel like I was trying to be supportive in everyway possible. And now I'm left lying here with his cat who seems to be the only one offering me any physical comfort, now how ironic is that. I just need to shake this from my system and move on.