BS

Remington will be one in a week.

Things were so different at this time last year.

You were taking care of me.

I thought February was hard.

But it's April now.

And the wave I've been riding just slammed me into a rock.

Bullshit.

You've called bullshit on the last 9 years.

How was something so real to me, nonsense to you?

You made me the main character in your story.

But you didn't tell me it was an act.

Not until it was over.

And still, I love you.

I can't help it.

Things were so different last year.

And this is more painful than I was expecting it to be.