Listen to me. You’ll be okay, you’ll be more than okay. I loved you and it was one of the purest things I’ve ever done and I’m not sorry for it and I don’t regret it. Don’t associate me with sad songs. Don’t turn that into us. Give me your happy songs, give me the ones that make you dad dance in your kitchen. Think about the music we played on your couch, think about how we surprised each other and how beautiful it felt to be like that together. People are moments. They are wonderful huge magnificent universes and they are just moments. You got to have that with me and I got to have that with you and that’s what’s important, not how it ended, but how it felt whilst it was happening.
I *WISH* i could convince myself its like that but the truth is i that i stay stuck in my thoughts, pics, etc. of her…


















