Last time I checked the clock it read 12:32, that means at the very least I spent two hours and twenty-two minutes thinking of you.
I kept playing over in my head; our first kiss, first song, first night... and when you sat across from me and broke my heart without knowing.
I thought about telling you then and I’ve thought about telling you ever since.
I can’t let us keep going on like this. If we do, there’s no way in hell I’ll keep myself from loving you.
That’s how I’ll say goodbye to you. You’ll either walk away, or do the exact opposite of what I expect and you’ll stay.
I’m not holding out for that though. I know it’s not going to happen, I’m just going to hold on to you until the moment I know it’ll hurt less to let you go.