I have friends that go to college far away. My boyfriend lives at home. When my friends come home they expect me to drop all my plans with my boyfriend. As much as I want to see them, I can’t abandon him. Someone always ends up getting hurt. Most of the time it’s me.
I saw a man today on the streets of NYC with ALS. He was in a wheelchair and his condition was pretty advanced. It broke my heart for him, for his family and for everyone he interacts with. It also broke my heart because I have seen it first hand. Not that advanced, but the beginning stages of it.
Everytime I leave home this happens. Everytime. I don’t understand, and I don’t know how much longer I can do it.
"what part of I don’t know what to say don’t you understand?"
The part where you said you would always be there for me, the part where you said we could work out anything we put our minds to. That is what part I don’t understand.