I will never love you more.

So there has been rain and cuts on places they don't deserve to be made and rain and lack of boxes and rain and friend replacements and replacement friends. There has been narrow misses,  newly healed, once again aching hearts, rain, and a lack of tears when really they would actually be excused this time. There were assemblies and concerts and dirty nicknames, webcams, sleepovers and newfound secrets. There were apologies and cruel comments and invitations and tears on shoulders and a sense of not belonging.

Will any of this matter in a week, a month, a year?

xoxo Camelgirl