I’m trying to keep myself above the water, but it’s hard when the waves keep crashing down around my head.
You’ll always be my best friend, my lover, my rookie, my honey, my sweetie, and my soulmate.
I guess that I’ll just hope that I get to marry you someday. I won’t expect it and I won’t assume that it will just happen. I’ll work towards being with you very hard and hope to God that we stay together to the end. I love you and I’ll always hope that it’ll be you.
I’m done caring about you and your every single move. You’ll always be such a fake and superficial girl to me.





