The wedding is a little over a week away, and I'm dreadfully excited. I'm dreading that you'll show up and that you won't show up. I'm excited that you aren't coming but also crushed. I've always felt like I had a dual personality, but even more so lately. You can't replace the real thing no matter how hard you try, which sucks because I really want to. I really need to decide and commit to you not ruining my day no matter what happens. There are so many other people in this world willing to be by my side. Guess you aren't one of them.