You royally screwed me up. How selfish of you. All I want tis to be your again. How dare you connect with with me like that. How dare you treat me well. How dare you make me feel like we are meant to be together.
And the worst part is is that I don’t know if it was just an act. We both knew it was going to end before college; so is that why it tasted to good? Is it the false nectar that I thought might have been the best thing that I was ever going to taste.