I guess it's back to where we started.

I wondered off-course "again", in search of meaning, in search of reason, and I was dismayed to find out that you were right.

I should have never gotten back. I questioned myself in every step, everyday. I could not find any answers. All I got where just postponements and excuses. It did not feel right, it wasn't pure but I thought it would pass.

You knew it all, but decided not to talk. It's okay, I'm partially responsible for it. But in this story, both you and I have played a role that's led us to this point.

The recent events you walked with me through.... They taught me a valuable lesson. I want to live in the now and make memories and have fun now. I don't really care anymore about the world, people or universe. If it feels good, If it feels right, then I don't want to walk away from it and wish why I should have later.

I happen to cry to you a lot whenever shit happens. Perhaps there is more to us than just ...