ihavenoideaa:

This might not make any sense, but here goes nothing:

I have never been so confused in my whole life. I feel like a 3rd grader looking at an AP calculus test. I don’t know what I should do. It breaks my heart every time I have to think about the possibilities. Sure, you say that I should accept the fact that we might not last forever, but what if I want us to? What if I want to stay stranded in this fairytale I created in my head? I don’t want to think about how it’s possible that we may break up because of the distance between us. 7000+ miles is nothing. I know that if we both want this, we’ll make it work.

But I guess you don’t want it as bad as I do.

Cause I know for a fact that I would do anything and everything to make our relationship survive.

It sucks that you’re so fixed on the thought that we might have to break up and there’s only a slim chance of this pushing through if I don’t go back or you don’t move here.

Call me caught up in this “Fairytale”, as you once said. But I cannot accept that thought that you have in mind.

I want us to be together. I guess you want something else. I remember you promising that we’ll be together forever. What happened to that promise? I didn’t think forever would have an end. You’re killing me. If you’re planning to do it, just do it. Don’t try to prolong the agony. Just put your finger on the trigger and fire away.

I love you. Always have, always will.