If I could go back to last September, I would have never asked to be introduced to you at that party.
It would have been better if this happened during the school year, because as bad as this sounds, I would have been able to go out on a Friday night and found someone to help me get over you. But of course it’s happening while I’m at home where all I do is sit and think about everything that could be different if you’d never done this to me.
I think I fall in love a little bit with anyone who shows me their soul. This world is so guarded and fearful. I appreciate rawness so much.