Ramblings of a busy mind (or; I don’t know if you even still read this)
It’s been over a year since I saw you in person. You still mean so much to me. I’m so glad that you came back. You might literally be my favorite person. I love you. With my entire heart. I want you to be happy. I want to not be a selfish person. I want my chest to not hurt. I want you in my life. As a constant. But that seems selfish. And I’m not sure if that’s just my brain telling me that it’s a bad thing because I’m just depressed all the time and when you’re here I get a little bit happier. But you’re leaving again. And even though I know it’s not at all your intention to come here a fuck up my head (especially since you have no idea what’s going on in my head unless I tell you) it sucks that you’re leaving. I want to work on myself as a person. I want to become a whole person. I feel like an empty shell. Like a husk. I want to feel good when I wake up in the morning. I want to feel like I’m not just going through the motions because I don’t want to disappoint family and friends. You might be the one. But I’ll never know until I find out how to get myself right. I’m making a decision. I need to fix me. I need to be working properly. I need to become me again.
I love you.


