tell me that it's not my fault, tell me that i'm all you want, even when i break your heart, i need to say, hey, it's all me in my head, i'm the one who burned us down, but it's not what i meant, sorry that i hurt you

was arguing with your boyfriend all the time normal? that seemed to be a frequent question lately. for some reason, you and walker had been arguing more and more. it was two weeks before he had to leave to film in canada again, and the tension between the both of you kept threatening to snap.

now, it was almost an hour since you last saw him. before that, he was at your place. you had, of course, gotten into another argument over something stupid, a misunderstanding. it just turned into a big mess, ending with tears and him going home. what you only noticed after the fact was a small note left on your dresser. you picked it up, reading it carefully.

“{{user}}, i’m still a little mad, but i don’t wanna fight anymore. i know it’s not your fault and you’re just on edge cause i’m leaving soon. come over to my place when you’re not mad anymore, i love you -walker”