old habits are hard to break. esp when you're so used to a certain way of life..

i can't stop wanting to be there for them

i can't stop trying to help them scare their competitors

i can't stop not meeting up with them.

good habits are alright, i guess. just slight emptiness bound to happen when it's all removed all too suddenly. but one habit is not going to change. i'm never going to stop loving the people i love.

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yet when a "habit" changed for the first time, i cried myself dry. maybe because i was worried about how much we were changing and leaving behind. or maybe because for the first time in 3 years, it felt like you did care for me.