Actually, I should record my day and tell you exactly what happened.
Because.. It was so gooooooood and memorable and awesome and happy but sad at the same time.
But, I am not in the right mood. Boooooooooo. So, later.
I'm emotionally/physically drained from thinking so much about 2/1 and feeling sad.

(You promised. But now I sense... Wait. Are you going to blame me?)
(No, actually I don't give a damn)
(You never deserved me anyway)
(I don't like you. > I'm being childish.)
(No, you're being childish. You don't care and so, I wish you good luck, minus me)