i
hate
this.
meeting people on vacation.
the fear of never seeing them again.
being so close, feeling as if you've,
known them your whole life.
than the hurt and regret start setting in.
» WHY? why did I
have to start talking to
them?
»
what if I NEVER see them
again.?
But I know.
that without them, i would be
different,
less fun. my summer would have been
boring, maybe it would have even s[x]u[x]c[x]k[x]e[x]d
so atleast we have the memories to last us,
until we meet again. (:
