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?