N and I didn't work out because 2500 miles was too big of a commitment for high school kids. Z fucked up at the end, but I was the one who fucked up first in that initial moment of weakness when I let him in to something that shouldn't have been. I was too emotional for B and he didn't have the time to compromise or change for me, which is something that he shouldn't need to do in the first place.
I know that I was in the wrong time and time again, so please, let this time be right.