You changed who I am. When we met I was a straight up loser…fat, terrible hair cut, never had a real girlfriend, and I was socially awkward. Then by summer I was a new person, I had a new look and was generally happier with my life. Then after a few break-ups and restarts by the time we went off to university we were both completely different people. We were closer than ever, were more physically and emotionally connected, and loved every second we spent together. Nobody but you really know what the fuck happened early 2011, we fell so far so fast. And now, after you blew up at me and my friends, there is no way that anything substantial could happen between us, but I would love for it to happen. I’d give anything to go back in time and relive first semester, or to be able to just have the two of us go live somewhere where we could be happy together. All I want is to be happy again, and the best way for that to happen is for us to be together…just us, none of those judging friends and family that would do everything they could to stop us from loving each other
Too bad I’ll never tell you this, and even if I did you wouldn’t care or agree, and even if somehow you did feel the same, other people would destroy our relationship.