My composure breaks and I cry—ugly cry— for what we could’ve been. It may not have worked in our favor in the end, but now I will be haunted by the what-ifs. I know I would’ve still been worried about potentially damaging our friendship, but at the time, I would’ve jumped on the opportunity to be with him.
i want - no I NEED G TO HAVE HIS OWN BOOK. so we can see his happily ever after 🥹😭
