hey. it’s me.
i’m gunna get better and i hope you do too. i hope that the silence you gave me gives you peace- gives you perspective. how is it possible to give someone- SOMEONE YOU LOVE- space. why has space became such a variable in my life. why must you give space when i know you need the opposite. but what do i know. why am i the one to get the backlash. why am i the one craving a hello, why am i the one that is hurt. why would you walk away? why do people walk away when shit gets hard? it’s a talk. sometimes you have to get over yourself and say this isn’t just me now. why.
















