The day that memories should be made to be remembered forever. I tried, and ended up with a sour memory to last a lifetime.

It's been 4 days sinceTHAT day and I thought that things would have cooled off and gone back to NORMAL.

But no.

He was cold. Not only that, he claimed that from now on this will be the NEW NORMAL.

CoLd . ColD . cOlD . coLD . CoLd . COLD!

The hurt I feel inside, hearing him say that at 9.09am on 9/9/09 will forever be remembered.

All I wanted was a sweet memory. Instead, I got another piece of my already broken heart SHATTERED.

I do this to myself. I'm to blame.

I think I'm going to STOP calling. This can be my NEW NORMAL.