Positivity.

I need to stop moping around so much.

I feel like a pain in the ass.
This act can only last so long.
I have one reason to be sad, but thousands more to be happy.
Why am I focusing so much on the sad part?

I miss the me who use to not give a whole crap about love.
I miss the me who could smile and keep her mouth shut instead of frowning and complaining too much.

I need a day off for myself.
Just me, myself, and I on the beach... relaxing.
Maybe next December... I hope that won't be too far for me to wait.
I hope I don't go insane while I wait.