we're breaking free.

Things are different. No, I haven't move on from before, but I have moved forward at the same time. I've realized, you never really meant anything more than a name to make a few girls laugh. Must be proud, I sure would. The only person I've ever met that actually wants people to hate him, you're very unique, that's for sure.

Now, there's this other guy..
going through all this, and realizing what I need and what I want, I've realized you are both. I want to be with you, I want you to be proud of something (honestly, I have no idea what I meant by that, but it sounded alright.) I want you to know, I'm always here for you. Not because you're just so super cool, because for the first time, I think you are worth my time. All because you are thankful for it. Do I know this for sure? No. But I'm pretty sure by the way you act. By the way you smile when we past each other in the halls. By the way you call for no reason. By the way you can just be who you are knowing I won't be recording every move to just look back and judge.

Because you know I'm not like that, and now that's something I am proud of. You've taught me to have confidence. I've never realized until today, you mean more than I thought you would. And yes, I've lost so many people in the past years, and yes I thought life was over. I hate myself for believing that someday you will meet someone on vacation, and then the next time back at school they have moved to your school, and you will sing a song about being yourself and how much you want to dance with them while it's pouring on top of the school roof. Alright, that's not going to happen, but when I am with you, I feel like I don't need that. Because whenever I am with you, it's my own highschool musical. Without the music, without the dancing everyone happens to know, without the pouring rain, just being with you is greater than all three combined. And I am happy for my mistakes, and the people who walked out, because that's what got me here, with you.