mj/peter.
I love you, and being with you makes me happy. It always has. Even as I pushed you away back home, I knew it was a mistake. I knew I wouldn't be able to stay away. It's like LA. Temporary. One day, we'll figure it out.
But here, we have a second chance. It's been relatively quiet here. No Doc Ocks, I don't sleep alone most nights. It's the end of the world, sure, but I'll take it if it means I get to be with you.