Dear You,

Logan || Cecily

Dear Logan,

First thing's first, I miss you like the moon misses the Sun. You were my only source of light in my life. I even used your happiness to radiate mine to the world. Thank you so much for that, and thank you for shattering my heart into a billion pieces while you were at it.

You were the stars in my night sky. You created the little galaxies that live in my universe. Those little galaxies had their own little sun, just like ours. They align to create some of the most significant constellations our little human minds can think of. You told me that the North Star always would lead me home.

Little did you know that you were my home. You gave me this warm feeling in my heart that no home could ever replace. Your smile is warmer than the summer days and wow, don't you fucking deny that. Your arms were more of a home than mine could ever be.

And the stars in the sky? They were my vacations, my getaways, my temporary homes. They never compared to you, did you know that?

But fuck Ursa Major, fuck Cassiopeia, screw Orion. I don't need a small scorpion to determine my fate. What I wanted was you. I wanted you to be my perfect ending and my perfect life.

Let's be real, Logan. You love the stars more than you loved me. I would listen to you babble about it throughout the night and pretend I knew what you were saying. I would smile and there it was, that dumb smile that brought me back. You were my source of happiness, so thank you for that.

Though, I'm a little lost now. Don't worry, I'm following Polaris home. I'll see you soon, right? Promise me that.

Your favorite constellation,

Cecily