your a mix between it all.
you love how you get lost in your head, smiling from what was said so long before and smiling at your decisions and your laughing now, at all that had happened,
and you breathe in and exhale all of your regrets because you've moved on, you're different now.
But still, you cringe when you can't get what you want, and your bones are telling you to give up and recreate your past and you get stuck.
to be continued