When you're outside with your best friend burning all those pictures of him and the stories he wrote you and the teddy bear he gave you, make sure you dont breathe in the smoke because it'll make you cough so much you throw up and youll be left crying and shaking and wondering why he still makes you sick even though hes not there.
Delete his number so whenever 8 shots still doesnt feel like enough to stop the aching and your blood turns to liquor and you let the alcohol fill your lungs, you won't call him to save you because he wont come and he'll send you straight to voicemail.
Its okay to cry but when youre screaming at your knees at one in the morning with hair in your face and blood on your bedspread, dont let the tears tidal wave through your teeth and hit your tongue because youll taste him again and itll stain your mouth and god that hurts more than anything.
