I also wanted to remind you that even though sometimes my emotions, particularly heartache, get the best of me, I still hear you. No matter how much we yell, or no matter how quiet you are... I hear you.

Every night before I go to sleep I lie on my bed and stare up at my blank walls.  I try to imagine the future, but right now it's as blank as those walls.  All I can see is a past that I barely recognize anymore

My life was a sea of conflicting emotions… but the one thing that kept me going was our bond… our connection made me feel like I wasn't alone and part of something special. I'm not whining about being friends or not, but I'm not feeling that connection anymore and it scares me.

"That's right. I'm done trying to turn my life into some exciting movie, because you know what? I only end up getting disappointed. Like when I started seeing her, I thought, okay, you know what? From now on, everything's gonna be some big epic romance. You know, tortured and passionate and romantic, with some big happy ending. Wasn't that at all. The characters were flawed and uninspired, the love scenes were amateurish, to say the least, and the ending was definitely not happy. It wasn't even tragic. It just ended." 

 

And the sad part is, that no matter what goes on this year, when you come running back to me again, you know I'll be here.

"I wanted to write about falling in love and why it can't last but that at the same time how it lasts forever"  

 

Us, me and you, Pace, we grew up together. You see, Dawson and I, we didn't grow up. We are in that house, in Dawson's bedroom, eternally having the same argument over and over again, in this endless cycle that goes on and on, and I can't stop it. Because whenever I'm around him, I become 15.

 

You know I used to spend every day thinking about you and dreaming about you, and every time you walked by I lost myself, do you know what that feels like? And you couldn’t possibly know what it feels like to have that person not have the same feelings back. Look, I’m sorry if you miss the way I looked at you, but I don’t miss the way you never looked at me.

We think that by hating someone we hurt them but hatred is a curved blade and the harm we do to others, we also do to ourselves.

I hope you will have a wonderful year, that you’ll dream dangerously and outrageously, that you’ll make something that didn’t exist before you made it, that you will be loved and that you will be liked, and that you will have people to love and to like in return. And, most importantly (because I think there should be more kindness and more wisdom in the world right now), that you will, when you need to be, be wise, and that you will always be kind.