It's really not like we're having things perfectly fine for us these days. Your ultra busy schedule just doesn't make sense to me, you ask if i do not have confidence in you or me. I have no confidence in things i cannot see.

 

The stakes you played today were just too high. The urge i had to tell you that you lost your gamble was just subtly suppressed by the fact that i had known no feelings like that that i found in you.

What was at stake? me. With our relationship dying off with the little time we have to spend with each other, i thought you'd have known better than to walk away.

I'm just an eighteen year old who needs more time than your scraps.

rebecca