Dear Blake,
I'm on the bus and on my way home from school. I told you I'd write you a letter.
You may think that you're not strong, but you are. You may not think you can survive right now, but you are and you can. Don't doubt that. You may think that nothing can ever make you happy again the way he did, but someday someone will. Maybe not as happy as Zeke, but he will make you laugh and smile.
You may think that you're all alone , but you're not. You may think that nobody cares, but I do. You may think that nobody can hear your cries, but I do. You may think about faking a smile. Faking a laugh. Faking everything. But don't. I'm glad you tell me when you're not happy and when you have a break down. It lets me know that you trust me enough and are willing to let me help you and calm you down.
I'm glad you're my friend. At least I think we are. I don't know..
You are strong for surviving and being here for this long. It's inspiring and amazing.
TheBoyfriendAccount
YOU ARE READING
Meh #2
RandomThis is my second bio and I didn't know what to title it. So enjoy!!! The madness thats called my brain and my life and drama and nonsense!!
