#15

I know you'd hate it if I told you it's one of those nights where I drink my thoughts away. It helps me sleep, as much as I hate to admit it.

How did we get here?

I have to admit that a small part of me has become somewhat cautious around you. I'm scared to get hurt again. I'm scared to make the jump, especially now with so much more on your plate. I love you so much but I don't know how to trust you as wholeheartedly as I used to. I gave my everything to you.

I guess time is what's needed to help us figure things out.

P.s. these are just my drunken thoughts, please make nothing of it.

I love you, my soul. Despite it all.