(Source: nguyenannamarie)

I need to talk to you so badly. I need to know what the fuck we’re doing when you’re gone. I miss you, a lot. A whole fucking lot and just thinking that I’m barely going to see you makes me miss you even more. I’m scared. Scared of losing you and scared of possibly going through the same shit I went through before. It wasn’t a pleasant experience whatsoever. I need to talk to you about it, about everything. Of course in person and perhaps, I’ll actually allow myself to just let all my thoughts and emotions out. I just want to have myself just let everything out and have you just…be there and see what happens next. Tomorrow would have been a perfect day for you to come over since no one would be home, but you have grad and so..I guess not. I’ll figure this out. I always do. Just…..ah.