dear michael // muke au

april 1

dear michael,

you saw my wrist today. we were talking and my bracelets slid down and you saw a few of the cuts. you told me that you were there if i ever needed to talk. i do need to talk. but i can't talk to you, because then you'll know how i really feel. i'm going to add to the collection of scars on my wrist now. i'm sorry.

- luke