so my last post was kinda emo.
a lot emo.
but it was necessary.
i really do miss last year. last summer. the last dance.
nightswimming. if we had more time. one more week. one more hour. i would've told you how i felt.
but now it's too late. you're probably going to carlisle.
and enjoying an amazing summer with her.
why'd you tell me about her?
were you trying to make it clear that we weren't what we were?
i felt so hurt. i guess i jumped to conclusions. but that's just my forte.
maybe we weren't meant to be.
maybe.
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