If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, it's yours. If it doesn't, it was never yours.

True, to a certain point. But what if it did come back, but left again? Who's to blame?

Nevermind my recurring thoughts. Finals are coming up. I felt pretty good coming back after break, but scared of what's next. I'm scared of trying to make up for my past actions. Scared of ruining my future with a single blow.

-s.