3:30am

Laying here in bed. So in love. So full of doubt and worry. All of the "what if's" running through my head like a freight train at full speed. Wish I could say that "only time will tell" but the reality is that if you're good at being bad then time won't reveal much and if you're good at being good I don't want to keep wasting time with unnecessary jealousy. Why can't I just confront you? Why don't I have the guts to ask you about it?

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