We took such great advantage of what we had... What I would give
just to talk to you somewhere other than here. Back on kik,
Skype, anywhere. It all seemed so little, now it would be the
best thing to ever happen. Tonight is just one of those nights
where you look back and say, I had everything, now it's gone
but somehow still here. I am thankful we can still talk, yes, but
I hate it. I hate that you got caught, I hate that I told my mom,
I hate that we had to make our selves believe we were over it, I
hate that you were someone else's girlfriend, I hate that I
hurt one of my best friends because I tried to make her you, I
hate that everyone is trying to keep us apart when all we need is
each other. Do they not see? Don't they see we need each
other? Why is that so hard to accept? I understand homophobia but
this is just cruel. We have everything, why can't we express
it?