when i was dating andrew, i was so sure we were living out some movie.

no one every knew how we worked. no one ever wanted us together. us against the world. so on and so forth.

and then all of a sudden i’m like “ew, whatever. i dont even like andrew anymore.”

then tonight, i watch the notebook. get a figurative kick in the face. so on and so forth.

i can’t even put into words how scared i am that me and andrew are supposed to be together.
but it’s ruined. and all because of me.