sometimes i want to scream at you how much i love you and everything about you
like, even the things i don’t particularly like, i love that you love them, because that’s a part of you
i could read your words for an eternity, i dream of your voice, there is no expression of who you are that i don’t leap onto and grasp for fear of it slipping away without my full comprehension
what an empty place the world would be without you in it
i want to live a million lives
in a million different universes
and i want you to be happy
and i can’t make you happy
but i want you to know how damn much i care about you and how much you have affected my life and i don’t want to make it weird and melodramatic i just wish i could telepathically transmit to you with the maximum amount of emphasis that i never stopped and never will stop loving you and i wish i had told you in person but i’m all fucked up and can’t just can’t communicate like a normal human being and i’ll never be normal and you deserve better and i’m happy for you and all that you’ve become and i know you could do anything because you’re so perfectly amazing
and i’m sorry i was such a little shit
and i’m sorry that i’m sorry i hate sounding so pitiful
but i feel like the defining factor of the rest of my life will be missing you and wondering what’s making you happy or angry or sad or frantic or depressed or fulfilled or what’s interesting you or what’s bothering you or what you’re eating or reading or writing or watching or feeling or how you’re wearing your hair or when you’re going to bed or what’s your new favourite cereal or what music you’re listening to and i have so many questions to ask you
and i’m no longer scared to hear the answers
but i just wish, my simplest wish, is that you would know how much i care about you, how often i think about you, how my heart hurts when i think of the past, and how happy i am when you’re happy, no matter what makes you happy
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