21 is about my first grown up, intense relationship. It was all or nothing. We did everything together. I changed in a million ways when I was with him. In good ways and probably in bad ways. My friends and family hated him but I loved him.

He just made me eager for life in general. And hungry to learn about things. We just fell out of love, it was devastating. There was nothing to blame. I felt like a complete failure and yet to recover. This time I don’t know what I did wrong. He didn’t do anything wrong. We just stopped loving each other which was more devastating than having a specific reason. It was the love of my life and it was just bad timing.

ive heard, that you're settled down.

and you found a girl and your married now.

ive heard that your dreams came true.

guess she gave you things, i didnt give to you.

i wish nothing but the best for you too.