Why the fuck is your mom telling us we can't have sleepovers? We're in this circle, it'll go back to how it was in april. i can't do this again. i'm so scared of you losing you zoe. what if this is what makes us drift? was october our peak? we are going back to poor mental health, sleeping till 3, facetiming for hours. i can't do this again. i want to go back. to february when we went skiing. your dad would take us every weekend. the smell of the waffles lingers. as if it wasn't 9 months ago. 9 fucking months. where did the time go? it was yesterday we were belting defying gravity in the van. we were happy. we were kids. i'm scared we lost that. i want to stay kids forever. not all this shit about boyfriends and kissing. promise me, we'll never grow up. okay?
