June 7, 5:56 am
dear cameron,
I will cry. I will cry over you like there's no tomorrow, until my throat is raw and my hairs a mess. My screams will echo throughout the walls and there will be nothing beautiful about it. I will tear out the pages in my diary I dedicated to you and swear your name will never again appear on the crisp pages that are do important to me. But two days later the words won't come and I'll find myself scrawling your name over and over until the ink blurs and mixes with my tears. I will curse you and curse myself and curse the skies for everything and nothing. There will be days when the sun shines but all i will see is rain an clouds, and days where i won't see anything at all. and fuck. I will love you even though my heart is breaking because I gave you a part of myself that you refuse to return. But know this, i will also learn to forget you, so when i walk by in two months time, laughing and smiling without a care in the world, you will wonder how i slipped through your fingers, and I won't care. Not one single bit.
I'm starting to give up,
shawn mendes.
