“I… when I finally tried to see you, I couldn’t find you anywhere and I was so mad. I’m sorry.” “I am too.” I know he’s right. I know that we’re better for it, but maybe I wanted to spend every moment with him, growing up together. Maybe I want as much time with him as I can get before fate intervenes. Because honestly, there’s no way it can be right. There’s no way I’d ever hurt him, and I can’t imagine him ever hurting me.
