Reality felt like a routine; time would fly by and days would go by much quicker than I thought they’d always go. It’s always the same. Receiving a week off from school felt great, especially when I had someone to spend it with. Day after day, and night after night was spent with him. I fell in love and slowly spiraled while trying to deny my feelings. Skip– there was a 2-year age gap, I was younger he was older (wouldn’t look good at this time), he lived in a different state, and we both had busy schedules. The week we spent together, felt like an escape from that routine we continuously lived in. We knew it wouldn’t have been able to work out, so we had to let it go. It probably pains me more than it does for him, my feelings toward him were probably stronger. He was just so perfect, and everything we did together felt like pure bliss. Wish you were mine “TheGhostie”. -Faefae
