You see me again and you realize that everything you ever said was true. You want to be with me the rest of your life, but you're only going to be with me for a week and a half. That's going to hurt the most in our lives. I want to see you so bad, and I know that I could have the money for it. I know it, but the fact remains that I'm scared to see you, because of everything. If we were by ourselves, everything would be awesome.