dear eileen,
the ache is strong. it pulses is my chest and feeds off of thoughts of you. i drink, eat, sleep and repeat but the days have molded into one empty, endless abyss that thrives on your absence.
or, to put it simply, i need you.
i need you, eileen.
love,
hunter.
YOU ARE READING
sympathize
Teen Fictionhe had made mistakes because once, he was lost. but now she's the one that's lost, and all he's trying to do is help her be found.
