It’s done. I know it. It’s been done a very long time already. I’m not ever gonna push for it to happen again. I promise. There’s no need to drag you through my hell once more. There’s no need to drag myself into yours either. We need peace. But when you fall off your wagon, when you feel lost or pushed into some dark aside, remember to run to me. Because my heart is still yours, no matter who actually holds it now or in the future. You may never get to touch me again and I may never get to feel your kisses too, but my help and my ears are always yours to use.I got you. Even if you’ve got a limited supply of assistance to offer to me, and even if you continue with your guarded talk, the dryness won’t tackle the fact that I’m gonna be nice. That’s just who Evan is.
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