dedass b

God I just want to talk to you so fucking badly. You said all this stuff about how you would still go eat with me for our anniversary and that you were going to work things out. You said if you were going to leave then you would have done it by now. We would have been together a year today, I wanted to ask you to go get coffee with me but I didn't get the chance. It's okay though because you already got coffee with someone who you probably like more than you ever have liked me. This is just a mixed drink 1/4 anxiety 2/4 depression and 1/4 nothing because it's partially empty. There's so much emptiness in every day now. I'm trying to play music and write songs and workout and have fun to try and make me feel better but there's always just depression on the back burner. I was so excited to make it to 1 year with you, and I'll never forget the way you looked at me when we took acid together and stood in the sunlight. You were the shining star in my life and now it's lights out... I'm just trying to get them back on.