(via sarrbearr24)
I push him away and tell him I’m scared. I’m scared of getting so close to someone who I won’t see for weeks at a time for the next 4 years. I look back and all I see is the wasted time of every fight, break, and mistake I had made. If I hadn’t done those things it could have been more time. That is all I want; more time. The exact opposite is happening though, I keep moving forward to the unknown and I want to stop it. I want to go back to when I kept saying I just want to grow up and tell myself to take it slow because growing up is a mistake. I push him away and he responds with, I don’t go that easy, you’ll have to try harder honey. Which makes me stop. I don’t want to try harder. I want to spend the rest of my days with him… Now if only we can make it through these next 4 years.