I didn’t see him for a month, or so. I didn’t think he’d come. Of course I thought he’d bail. But we hangout. I thought I was almost over him, OH GOD I’m stupid. Everything was perfect yesterday. Like I never left. Like we’ve never fought before. Like we were bestfriends. It was so amazing. I just wish I had more time with him. 4 hours or so, just isn’t enough. Well, I guess, a day, a week, a month wouldn’t be long enough with him. Maybe it’s cause I want him with me, every second of every day. I hate this. I don’t want to go to a different school than him next year. I can’t take this. I JUST WISH I STOPPED LOVING HIM. It kills me. But then again, I think I love him out of habit. I don’t know what it feels like to not love him, and I’m scared. Because he’s the first guy that’s given me this much happiness…

And he’s not even mine. </3.