Happy Birthday

To the one who has changed me in so many ways. To the one who made me laugh and smile on the darkest days. To the one who made me so much better than I am. You're amazing. You deserve the best and I hope you get it. Because you really do. I miss you. I love you.

Breathe

Change is good. So much to come. Laugh, love, live.

Letters

I've written what I consider to be an obscene amount of letters to you. Some are logical, some are persuasive, some are pathetic. But they have a common theme, sincerity. They all contain a certain element of truth, depending on my mood, my moment. 

I love you. I miss you. Please don't let go of this. If you do, everything we have is lost.

Relatively short. Relatively similar. Relatively lame. But somehow, through my persistence, I have at least managed to convince myself that I have something concrete. Something that will give your head a shake, and hear me out. And might actually save something of this dying thing.

I miss you. I love you. Stay.

Change

I'm working on it. I'm okay

Torn

I have to try so hard to not even talk to you.

All I want to know is how your day was. Do you like what I sent you? Do you miss me like I miss you?

I see you in everything. Oatmeal cream pies. I miss you.

♥

I miss you everyday.
It can only get better from here.

Darling

It gets better. I promise.

We'll be okay.

Wake Up Emmy

Bad days and good days. But I can do it.

So Short

I feel like the world's ending and I have to keep it a secret from my best friend.

Morning

The night is dark and scary but mornings are worse. I need help.

Sinking Ship

Everything hurts. Everything's dull. I can't get out of bed. I can't do anything of effort. I'm broken in half.

And it's your fault. Fix this. Fix me.

My Real Home is With You

Heartache.

I can do this. I can fix it. Let me try, oh God let me try.

Warm Dreams

And sometimes I read my own love notes to remind myself how much you are a part of me.

12:49 a.m.

You have an amazing talent. You can shatter my heart and fix it in a minute flat. I don't even know if you know you're doing it. All I ever wanted was to know you love me. Not even that I don't know, but a reminder time keep me going when the times are hard. A backbone. And maybe I'm not good at hinting, or maybe you're forgetful. But I never want to feel like you're leaving. You're all I've got. You're all I need. You're my medicine to mediocrity. Don't go.