...and now I just feel guilty....

I get busy.

I have a hard work ethic, and while it may be a curse for people I care about, it's not for me.

Working makes me very happy...

...so do you. But Life likes being lived in quarantines, and I'm not going to break walls between regions just to let them collide.

Too messy.

I don't want to hurt you

And I don't want my life to get in the way

of yours

I guess that's how it always works.
I'll go, or you will.
Remember, it's a year and two hours and hundreds of miles.
Not that I mind.
It almost draws us out, makes this seem more special.
Am I wrong, however, to slightly doubt the reality, that this might work?
I digress...
It's just hard to see in the future something I'll have to push hard for...
And senior year will be so stressful.
God help my doubtful self, I'm sorry.
This being said, don't throw your time away for me, use it for your life.
Your life is more important to me than anything, and I don't  want you to throw it away on me.
Never.
You have a life.
LIVE IT.

Is it bad
That I'd prefer your lips
Over anything you could possibly serve me?

Hey.

Can I ask you something?

What if?

What if I was taller, with glossy hair and no acne?

What if I was less socially awkward and more aware of friendships?

What if I was less clingy-am I clingy?

What if I was perfect?

Would you still want me....

To convey how much
you loathe a person
in their very own
personalized font

I'd like to have my sweatshirt back, please

Instead of

*******, give me back my ****, or I'll break you like you broke me.