I care about you more than I want to admit. I'm scared of a relationship because I'm scared of being hurt like I did last time. To see you hurt, to see your eye so swollen because your hoody hit your eye, struck a nerve and became infected hurts me more than I can explain. It makes me want to cry when you squint because the smallest amount of light to hit your eye hurts it. We have less than two days left in this country and this chapter of our lives; and that scares me more than I could show or describe. I don't know what things will look like around the corner because I really can't know... No one can see what's just around the river end until they are there. I'm going to miss living with you in Europe because it has been the time of my life and because when we go back to Australia, things are bound to change in some way; for better or worse? I don't know. North, south or anywhere else? I don't know. Lifestyle? Again, I have no idea. All I know is just how much I care about you and how much it hurts me when you are hurt in even the tiniest little way.
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