Guitar Guy (Luke Hemmings)

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dear Luke,

I need you.

I'm a mess.

I miss your blue eyes, I miss the way you bite your lip ring when you're thinking, I miss the way you talk, I miss your smile, I miss your laugh, fuck I miss you.

I'm lonely and it sucks.

Nothing makes sense anymore.

I don't like talking to anyone because I hate the sorrow looks they give me.

I miss being able to talk to you when I needed you.

I need you here right now.

I need your calm voice after I rant. I need your hugs.

I need help Luke, the pain never goes away.

Love,

Mia, who is going to go drink.