My journey with my pals in Service Term was one I would not trade anything else for. You guys have been more than meaningful to me in my life, and I'm glad that you guys have been a part of it.
A story that seeks to reference the waiting of an abundant and joyous harvest to the wait of a well-deserving relationship
I find myself asking, "why did this happen?" And most of the time, it's always because I've felt afraid. I am afraid. That I'll lose you, because of my stupidity – and all boys are guilty of being an idiot when it comes to relationships.
Remember the friend that you were so close with? The one that you thought you'll be meeting up 10 years from now and talk about how shitty the past decade has been? Yeah, guess that's not going to happen.