All the things I wish I could've said.
I feel the need to put this somewhere. It was in my notes but I feel like I have to release it. Put it somewhere other than my brain or journal.
She's always ahead. The bright, smart, girl I always knew. Here I am, she probably just became friends with me back then because she felt sorry for my stupidity. Why does she even talk to me?
But...I'll do anything for her. She deserves to be protected, even if I am just a stupid idiot.
She's forever will be,
always out of reach.