Look, I know that I’m fifteen and I know maybe we’ll move on later, that we have our differences. I know things are hard. It feels like the whole world is trying to tear us apart but I don’t give a shit. I don't give a SHIT. I don’t want anyone but you. You’re extraordinary and you don’t even see it. You’re perfect, in every single way.

I don’t care if I sound dumb. I don’t care if people are tired of listening to me bitch. I don’t understand why this is happening and I don’t want it to happen. I don’t care if I have to go to the ends of the earth to keep you. I’m not saying it’s going to be easy, it’s never easy. I’m not saying we’re going to change and things are going to be perfect but I know what I want. You’re what I want. I’m doing everything, can’t you see that? I’m trying to get a job to pay for gas money to see you, I’ll be keeping my grades up, I’ll be skipping rehearsals.

Don’t give up on me now. We both know we’re not going to find that feeling again for a long time.