what a year this has been. 28 more days.
broken dreams, broken heart, genuine smiles, birth, stronger friendships, death, new places, roadtrips and blurry visions.
as happy as i am currently, i would like to forget a lot of what has happened this year.
i wasn’t expecting this. in a roundabout way, i’m upset this has happened. but to be fair, i haven’t gotten this many butterflies in a very long time. fully aware that nothing will come from this and it’s a much more complicated/sticky situation than i’d like to deal with but the feels are ridiculous. i just don’t want to deal with regret again.