I look back at how far I have come this year. Moving half way accross the world, Leaving my friends and my life back in New Zealand. I often wonder what would have happend if I hadnt run off that first night. Would I still be back there? Still with my high school sweet heart Jace? Still spend my lunch hour chatting with the same girls I've knowen since childhood? Instead I spend my days pretending to date my best friend. My evenings with the five best guys I've ever known and My nights dreaming of a forbidden love. Do I still wish I was back in New Zealand wrapped in the comfort of that life? Sometimes. As affraid as I am to admit it, I don't regret the move here. I love my life. I don't regret one second.
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