wander eyes, ocean high.

And a million sorry’s and a million I love you’s.

I needed that. I miss you dearly and I love you.

I don’t think we’re scared anymore. No, I think we’re just afraid of losing each other. We both know the truth, and reality is .. I don’t want to hurt you. And you don’t want to hurt me. So why don’t we just shut the fuck up and get over it ?

I guess you being away, at the same place, brings back memories that haunt us. I’m really sorry. I would never, ever hurt you again.

I seemed to jinx the two most important boys in my life. I hate being a bad luck charm.