Its been two years. And i cant stop thinking about how you're visiting tomorrow. Im scared as fuck. I'm sure I dont feel the same way for you anymore. I think im scared because its been so long. And the way we stopped talking hurt a lot. It all hurt. It hurt so much up until I found her. Then i was over you. So thats good. She's good for me. I think. Im so fucking scared to see you tomorrow. Everytime im walking around town or some shit im so scared that ill run into you. I fucking hope i dont see you but also, it may be good for me. I dont know i dont want to see you. I do but i dont. Its confusing. I hope i dont though.
