where my thoughts go to die

a letter to my first love (reprise)

i wonder if you think about it as much as i do. i want to talk to you about it but i'm scared. i'm scared that it'll tear us apart even more than it already is. i don't wanna lose you, but not knowing is eating me up inside. not knowing how it'll be or how we'll get through it. if we get through it. i'm preparing myself for the hurt because i can't be vulnerable like that again. all i see is myself, alone. on my own, again.