I am struggling again. I feel like my emotions mirror when we aren't good. I miss you. I miss when we would laugh. I miss us. The real us. I hate that I lost you to addiction. I wish you could have looked at me and wanted me more than the pills.
I have grown out of you. I am exhausted from the back and forth that came from us. Your emotions have been so up and down. You flip on a dime. You love me one day. You hate me the next. I love you but I need off this rollercoaster.
We could have been magical.. I miss you.


















