pyschoution-blog reblogged
If we end this I want you to promise me something.
Promise me that in a year or two we’ll try again.
Promise me that it wasn’t me or you but it was the distance that broke us apart.
Promise me that when we can see each other everyday it will be worth the shot.
Promise me that you’ll still remember me and care about me in a year.
Promise me we weren’t just a fling, that we meant something, that in the future we’ll try harder.
I need you to promise me these things even if you don’t hold them true; I need the reassurance that one day we can still be a possibility and to understand that we were just too young and too far.
The timing was so so wrong, but the two of us were not.
Lauren Eloria (via laureneloria-stories)
