Yeah, I did. And that only happened like 2 weeks ago. For the rest of the summer I was worried about you. I was worried that you wouldn’t want to be with me. I was worried you got with someone or something. But then I decided on my own and with some input from my best friend, that it would be best to just move on. Because if we’re being real, were we ever actually gonna see each other? Were we ever actually ever gonna be together? And yeah, it was hard to move on, I fucking loved you. But I did because it’s not healthy to stay attached to someone.
Okay well I have I cross country practice, I’ll talk again probably tomorrow or something