Was it right? Definitely not. Was it real? Hell yeah! There’s nothing I would have taken back from that time. At the moment it was what I needed. I could have cared less if I had hurt anyone cause he meant the world to me. What we had was real and intense. I wouldn’t have forgiven myself if I hadn’t tried to see if it’ll work. If we’d work. Every damn second of it was worth it and I wouldn’t have changed it for the world. What people thought about it didn’t matter, shit it still doesn’t! Because at the end of the day I did what I had to do for myself and that was defiantly worth it all.

I wanna go back to the generation where “going out” was going on a date, not immediatly begin bf/gf. I wanna go back to the generation when a guy had to get permission from the girl’s parents to ask her out. I wanna go back to the generation where a guy would physically call her and talk to her, not text. I wanna go back to the generation where your first kiss would be with someone you’ve been dating for months, not hookup with a guy you meet in a club. I wanna go back to the generation where a guy would give you his varsity jacket. I wanna go back to the generation where a girl can get any guy just by wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and a pair of sneakers. I wanna go back to the generation where couples slow danced, not grind. I wanna go back to the generation where love actually made sense……

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