This has to stop...

This constant pushing and shoving.

This endless waltz of a relationship.

I love you.

That's exactly where i messed up.

But in retrospect, am I in love?

Or in love with love.

The years have told more detailed stories than this.

And the greatest thing about us is that we were never supposed to work, it just did.

Now the times are uneasy and so are your feelings.

Second thoughts could be the understatement of the decade.

Four or five thoughts is more befitting.

Maybe it's just time. Maybe this is where our hard work ends and our time spent in the clouds is up.

Welcome to surrealism.

Enjoy the rest of college.