lovely.

I wish I could write you a book. A novel perhaps. A song, a poem, a sonnet, something more to express to you how I feel. But I feel like words can only express so much. Maybe if I could give you a day pass to live inside my head, to listen in on what I think, maybe then you would never have another doubt. And I know you love me too. There’s no doubt to that. You wouldn’t do the things you do if you didn’t. I’m scared of the future. We’re running out of time together. You’ll be in the military and I’ll be five and a half hours away from home. We’ve already decided to break up after summer,  but I don’t know if I can do it. I already told you you were going to have to be the one to do it, but are you going to be able to? It’s easy for me to say right now that we can do it, that we can make it through, but when it comes time will we really be able to? Would we even last? I’m scared for you. I don’t want you to get hurt in the army. Be safe.