This is sort of a diary/ venting out.
I love you but we don't talk for months at a time. We text but I can feel I'm losing you. I try my damnedest not to lose my head but these demons in me only make it worse.
We haven't talked in so long that I've forgotten what your voice sounds like. I don't know if you love me or even like me anymore.
I've cried so many times thinking that I've already lost you. I want to keep my promises to you.
Don't cut.
Don't drink.
Don't smoke.
No parties.
It's so damn hard to stay sane.
