Talked for like an hour on the phone
I’ve missed you. I’ve missed your voice and your funny sayings and talking about everyone we met together. I’ve missed the heated discussions about people we both dislike because they tell us we can’t be the people we want to be
I love you (remember when I had that drama at school and ms scerri told me she wasn’t gonna let me be in year twelve and I was so stressed and I cried and you just held me and got real mad and said that wasn’t gonna happen and I could tell you were holding me up while I was weak and you believed in me and I could do it because you believed in me) and that’s why I do love you
You used to love me,
and now you’re a stranger
who happens to know all
of my secrets.
i hope one day you are at peace with yourself. i hope you can take a shower without crying and you can close your eyes without thinking about your funeral. i hope one day you start singing in the shower again and are happy for no reason. i hope you get better, because you really deserve to.
my actual vocabulary in real life consists mostly of
- (weird noises)
- what the hell
- i’m going to kill you
- fuck you
I find it hard to breathe
when you’re looking at me with sad eyes
like your irises are shattering in on themselves.
And you’re laughing
and cracking jokes
begging me not to see the broken
still it’s there all the time.
I fear if it takes you
it will take me too.
if i lay here
if i just lay here
would you get me my charger because my laptop is about to die
chocolate milk has always been there for me