Ghosts That We Knew.

Not sure why I still post on here.

But I see Sam this month. I'm so excited that I just want to laugh and cry. Maybe things are different with me, but I think our friendship will be the same. Months and months ago he said "I don't think this is the end. Our story just hasn't been written yet."
Sometimes, stupidly, I hope this to be true. With all my heart actually. Everything happens for a reason, I guess.

I'm with Matt now for a reason, and that makes me happy.