Sydney
One song down and I’m already a freaking mess crying like a crazed fan in the front row watching their concert. My tears were flowing nonstop because it hurt as much as it felt good to hear and see Maddox again and as he sang. A lot of thoughts ran through my mind, but the scariest was the only question that popped out right in the middle of the song which is - what if I’ve really lost him for good? And hell, I suddenly couldn’t deal with that. God, I’m such a moron and a melodramatic b***h that it’s so sickening. I should’ve really thought things through before I bailed on him and now, here I am acting as if he hurt me more than I hurt him.
See, I thought I was smart. I thought I was doing the right thing back then, but now that I really think about it, none of the things I did e
