I feel like you summed it up pretty well last night when you said “ahhhhhhh”. I’m sorry and that won’t be the last time I say it because I feel like I failed you. I often think back to your Wednesday nighter (and I know I recount this pretty often so bear with me) and having that powerful feeling of wanting to be the one for you, the person that makes you feel loved and appreciated and confident, it was so strong that I was on the verge of tears because I wanted it so bad and I had this crazy feeling that it could actually happen. Which was very cringe considering we had only met two days ago. And so I’m sad that I can’t just be one of those people that says yeah, 3-5 more years of long distance? If it’s with you, of course! Or alternatively, someone who can say, yeah, this relationship is everything to me so wherever I have to move for us to be together, I’m down. I kind of always figured I wasn’t, at least for right now, but also kind of hoped that I’d suddenly find it in me. Ah, I’m just rambling now because I feel like there’s so much to explain but I know you basically already know. 🌵
~ barcode, 1:57 pm est