"Even if I do decide never to be with you again, we could still be really good friends and do the same shit. You forever loving me and me forever being bi-polar over you."
I don't think this is wonderful. I'm not even sure why you would say that to me. I love you, and I love being with you. In my head, I knew I fucked things up but I think that maybe in another year things will be back to normal, we will actually be together and we'll live happily ever after. I don't think I could ever just be really good friends with you and... not be with you. I imagine marrying you one day and when you say that my heart feels like it's being ripped out of my chest and punched into my stomach. You know, I'd love for us to be really good friends and all that but every time I see your picture, I can feel the butterflies in my stomach... I don't think that's a feeling friends get over each other.
Fuck, I'm just so upset and this didn't help at all. I'm glad you're doing well, I truly am.
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