(no subject)
There's some things I really haven't talked about. I mean if I tell you there isn't anything you can say. There isn't anything motivational about it. And the sad thing is time is playing against me. Mostly I'm scared. I fear regret. I know when you're gone I'll be left with questions and the thought that I hated you. I don't hate you, I hate the person you've become.
All in all I'm fine.
p.s. I wish it weren't awkward and I wasn't the only one with these feelings.