one month

Unsolved problems, unforgettable happiness, confusing moments, unfulfilled promises, complete bliss, unclear futures, and unexplored territories. So many things I'm leaving behind. So many things waiting for me.

plans

I mess up a lot.

independence

nightmares

to fix something that isn't broken:

Is it called a fight, or a discussion? Are we being constructive, or causing explosions? What would you change, if you could only change one thing? What would you keep, if you could only keep one thing? What is that feeling, the one you'll never talk about? What can I do besides care? What do you really mean when you say you wouldn't change a thing? What do you really think about when you're quiet? Who do you really care about? How can you really say you care about one person, when in your eyes, barely anyone could ever do wrong? How do we get along, when everything about you is completely opposite from everything about me? How can I make the bad go away, instead of just "adding good"?

After all this time, you're still a mystery.

You know me, you know my smiles, you know my laughs, you know my tears and my anger and my fears. I know that no matter what, we will have that...but it scares me to think of what it could do to us.

I miss it. Give me back the sunset at the beach up north. Give me back Iron Man, and watching the moon. Give me back walks to 23rd. Give me back my time, give me back our summer.