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Angel, it's been 2 months and a half now. Things aren't getting better.
They say that there are 5 stages of grief, that last one is acceptance but I still can't.
I'm just drained. I don't really recognize myself anymore. I look in the mirror and all I see is someone else.
I never knew emotional pain could create such psychical pain. At this point I don't even try getting out of bed and I'm so tired.
My parents are just yelling at me to stop being lazy.
I closed my phone. The manager and the boys can't contact me anymore.
I don't feel like talking to anyone, I just want you.
What if I just join you? I'm worried for myself right now.
I don't know how much I'm going to write anymore, I'm getting sleepy.
I love you, forever.