I was irresponsible. I made a big mistake. I'm ready to step up. To accept the consequences. But there's one thing I'm fearing. Not the reaction. That'll be disappointment. Maybe even anger. But the risk of my punishment. Of not being able to see you this weekend. If that's the price I'll have to pay I think I'll die a little inside.
I miss you every second I can't feel the warmth of you. Every time your eyes look at me my heart spirals. My tummy does black flips. and my brain tries to say calm down.