What is.

Today marks the one-year anniversary from that fateful day in the bus station, when you and I shared a made-for-the-movies dialogue, you grabbed my hand, and we kissed.

I'm not going to try to understand how something that was going along so swimmingly came to such an abrupt end. Today is a day to celebrate, and today I am celebrating the serendipity that brought you back into my life, even if I'm still not sure what that will look like in the end.

You are a dear, true friend, and a genuine treasure. I hope that you realize how happy you deserve to be one day soon.

Dear Universe...

I don't understand. Please make it all make sense.

How does a person who named a song after you a week ago come to decide that they don't see a future with you? Why plan our life together with me if you don't think it will happen?

I was patient and understanding. I worked hard and didn't lose my temper and took responsibility for my own shit. I'm sure I did it all correctly this time, so what's the deal?

A very confused and hurt,
Me.