You’ll always be my best, no matter who I am to you. We were made that way.
I saw you speak to me with your eyes.
…”caked in blood. Journals make no sense.”
We are the only thing that’s ever made sense in my life.
I’m sorry I wrecked it.
I wish I could take it all back; go back to the way it was.
It was right. No one will ever understand the love we had.