i think about us and i want it to happen, but i know it’s probably better this way. but that sucks, doesn’t it? i think so. it’s some real bullshit. but it is what it is right now. i know that. and i’ll move on. right? sure. maybe someday it will work out. maybe. or it’ll blow up in our faces when we least expect it. who knows. i’m good at hiding things.