To Jack
I really need you here. I need you here to help me through this, even if you don't care anymore.
Again, i am sitting here asking myself "why?"
If that one mistake wouldn't have happened that one day, where would my life be right now?
How would it be? Would I be feeling like this?
Broken, depressed?
I need to get you off of my mind, and I used to do that with writing but, here I am, writing about you.
It is helping cope, though.
I have watched all the movies in my house.
I have read all the books in my house, too.
Nothing can help me get you off my mind.
It's like you're permanently etched into my mind, leaving only open wounds and scars.
Sometimes I look through all of our photos together, but in the end I'm left utterly alone.
I'm left crying.
Not only do I want you here, I need you here.
-Faith