Kinda reminds me of the night you slept over. I wish we could go back to the way we were when we had the house to ourselves. Back when I thought you cared about me enough to never hurt me. Back before I knew I was wrong & doubted that everyone else was right. If I could go back I would try & bottle up that happiness I felt so I wouldn’t feel so shitty now. I miss you. And you suck.