Nostalgic

And so, it will be next week. Facing one of my greatest fears and putting myself through a really tough challenge for me. Even though I've said I have accpeted it, and I am totally alright, I still have not faced the actual fact of it happening. Am I still hurt? I don't know...or rather, i choose not to know...
How will I feel looking at photographs, where the girl next to him is not me?? It wont be me, it wont be me...I know it wont be me. I am really, trying to prepare myself to face the worst ever. Praying for serentiy, grace and peace as even when i think of it, I start to break.

So what's it to do with being nostalgic? Somethings I just remember...
~receiving a dozen of red roses on Valentines day from him
~my very first date with him at 1U watching a really crap movie
~strolling in the park at night with him after Dinah's party
~DJ prom night with him
~SAM prom night with him
But I guess this year, prom night with him doesn't belong to me...