Music: Fire To The Rain - Adele
It seems like my life's always about timing.
I have exactly one more week with you before the entire 3 months of separation.
And then, who knows what after that.
EDIT:
I wonder what you say about me in front of your friends. Do you even talk about me?
Good questions.
I hate the person I am when I'm with you. I hate disapproving shakes from everyone around me. I wish they could see the brief moments we have when we're together and not the entirety of the situation.
Maybe that's my problem. I focus on the details instead of the whole. The whole isn't very pretty, is it?
3 years is a long time.
Maybe it's time for a hiatus.
