“ When I see you again, I want to look at you and immediately smile with overwhelming joy.
I want to see you so happy with everything you’ve made yourself, everything you’ve become.
I want to see you glowing after doing everything you ever wanted to in life. I want to hear that you chased all those dreams you talked endlessly about. And I want to see that passion that’s been locked up inside bursting through your eyes when you talk about it.
I want to know it was all worth it, that everything wasn’t a waste. That you are so fucking happy. And that somehow I figured it out too.
But until then—stay away.
Please.

I would give unreasonable amounts of myself and coffee for it to be in the muck of summer, for a redo, to be able to live it all over again with a clearer head.