where have I been?
the only thing that makes me want to get up in the morning is leaving me. Shes packing up every memory that we've shared and is moving across the country.
I hate crying. So I put my bravest face on for her this entire experience. All I wanted was for her to be happy. That's all ive ever wanted. But I don't know how much more I can take. I'm sitting back and watching my entire life as I know it shift. My world is crumbling before my very eyes. They begin to water; but will they spill? Will the emotion overcome my dignity, leaving me to drown in my own sorrows?
I'm losing my sense of security, my secret-teller, the best part of my day.
I'm losing my best friend.
