I thought I could sleep this off

I thought it would feel better in the morning, but it feels worse. It feels worse than it ever has. You wrinkled my brain last night. The what-ifs got so much more real. What could have been has been the most agonizing part of this whole ordeal. People tell me that it could never have been as good as we might imagine… but nothing is the better alternative? It may not have been perfect but I can’t help but constantly think about how good it would have been anyway. This is unbearable.

We never got the chance.

So yes, I saw your request, and I’ll honour it the best I can. I think I need to stop using tumblr altogether to do that.

Time to put on my game face and be law-guy.