The aftermath of our breakup

... it anymore. I'm so scared that all of the fights are going to happen again if I go back. I keep telling my self to just look ahead and it'll all be ok. That if in the end we find ourselves intertwind again, that's where I'm meant to be. Last night was the first night that you haven't called w/o telling me you can't in so long that I couldn't sleep. I finally grabbed your shirt from my drawer and ...