you long for something more, darling.
why must there always be a complication attatched to everything good in life? i finally feel like i'm making a good decision, yet i'm terrified of its consequences. i leave for florida in twenty days. i need this right now, i'm starting to feel like i can't possibly fall for anyone again. i'm so confined with my trashed relationships in this town. eight days with him, in the sunshine. he has always been there, i've just been too busy second guessing my feelings. now i can't get my mind off of you.