i guess maybe there's a chance now
i found out a few days ago that you broke it off with her, and i felt bad for being so happy.
and i don't know if you'll even read this, but there's a lot of things i want, and you know i want them, and i guess all i can do is hope they'll happen.
because i'd love to see what you'd write about me, and i'd love to feel your hand in mine (with mine being just a little bit bigger) and i'd love for you to give me backrubs, and i'd love to have more days in your car listening to music being so genuinely happy, just like the one day.
and i wish i knew a lot of things about you, like how you said you were trying to imagine what it would be like if we hadn't met in november, and what that would've been like for you, and how you felt when you first read all these stories that brought us together, and how you actually feel about me in general.
i just hope we have a story after this, and that you actually have those feelings you said you did a few weeks ago, and that you haven't decided we'd be a bad idea or anything. and i hope you read this, i really do.
because i think we have a shot, and i think we have a really good shot actually, and i know you need time and space and that's okay, and i know you feel guilty, and i know you loved her, but maybe we're a little closer to that maybe someday you told me.
i really, really hope so.
