I woke up, it was all a dream.
I went to her house that day, ran to her room, and hugged her harder than I ever did. She cried, so did I. For the first time in forever I didn't give a fuck about what other thought. I no longer cared about being the most popular guy, I didn't care about what others would say. I was just so happy to be with her. I wouldn't care what looks I got when I walked down the street with her as I held her hand. She was the kind of girlfriend God gave you young, to realize all you lost. She was the kind of girl you look back at and realize how much you fucked up.
She's okay now, I'm okay now.
We'll make it.
