dear ryan

december 11 , 2015

It's 3am.

And I thought maybe I could make through the night.

But then I remembered that when I wake up, I won't receive a good morning text.

And I can't text you right now, knowing that you would wake up just to help me fall back asleep.

You are probably sleeping peacefully.

Knowing that you broke my heart.

Knowing that you took the easy way out.

I will never get another chance.

Even though I gave you plenty.

You don't want to make his any harder than it has to be.

But who said this was easy?