note to self.
you need to stop crying at 11pm.
you seem to always be crying at 11pm.
i love you, more than anyone has ever loved you.
you've been through more than people could ever fathom and i love that you still exist.
i know it's hard.
i know your hoodie sleeves are covering self harm scars.
and i know you don't want anyone to see but also you really need someone to see.
so here's something.
the scars don't matter. the heartbeat under does.
you have been the most beautiful thing in this life and i will continue to believe that long after you are gone.
i love you.
YOU ARE READING
all the things i couldn't say
Poesíashort poems, thoughts and more or less an online diary from a young, sleep deprived, severely depressed student, who has written before but only to herself. trigger warning: suicidal thoughts and tendencies, discussion of trauma, eating disorders, a...
