I can’t quite grasp what it is about you that always draws me back. You’re the bad boy. I’ve been there, I’ve dealth with that whole scene. I’m still dealing with it. I don’t know why I would ever consider going through it again but I would for you, I really would. I just don’t understand why, it is quite literally so far beyond me. You’re everything I, for the most part, stand against. We argue. We fight. I’ve fucked up with you. I don’t understand. We’re different people. I don’t trust you, I know you don’t trust me but I fucking miss you when I’m not with you. You were the only person that ever got close, the only person that almost pulled me away from him. I just love the way you smile, the way you giggle, the silly faces you make. You’re an intellectual but you’re funny, you can take a joke. I just, I’m so scared of leaving this comfortable place. I wish I could live another life and find out the truth about what we’d be like. I don’t think you even have these feelings or thoughts. Just be here now.