Dear Jupiter,
I am sorry I will never feel at home unless I am with you.
I am sorry I can't stop thinking about you.
I'm sorry someone told you I talk shit about you, even though that's the farthest thing from the truth.
I'm sorry I disappointed you so often.
I'm sorry I couldn't handle myself, or you, or anything well enough for you to stay.
I'm sorry I will never have enough guts to do anything about it.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry I don't have the courage to tell Alex I want to come smoke with you guys.
Although I think it's because he knows when I'm high I'm all giggles but also really deep.
I'm sorry I wasn't enough for you.
I'm sorry I never will be.
And mostly I'm sorry o ever gave you my number in the first place.
Eternally frustrated,
Saturn.
YOU ARE READING
To Jupiter
RandomIn which a girl calls herself Saturn to hide the reality that it is her love story. Saturn is the girl he will never love, Jupiter is the boy she will never get over.
