i wish we could’ve loved eachother. i wish things would’ve worked out. i’m talking to you in person soon for the first time in like a year. i’m not mentally prepared. everytime i see you time freezes even though the things that were going on between us stopped so long ago. i do wish we could get the chance to start over though. when i talk to you and am around you i feel differently than i feel with anyone else. i guess it’s just first, second maybe, love jitters. it sucks to say that i do believe our story is over.