Distance

I wonder how would things be if I hadn't gone to London that day. I'd still be in an unhappy relationship, I wouldn't have a gain an amazing friend, who cared about me, and made me smile. I definitely wouldn't be in this situation. I'd probably be normal. But I'm not. I am struggling. I am frustrated. And I'm in love. In love with a boy who's hundreds of kilometres away with insomnia. And he doesn't even know it. He probably never will.