I thought about you today. How could I not? I started a poem last night, just added the last two lines this morning.
My mind has gone all over the place, with you being gone and not contacting me at all.
YOU ARE READING
I Miss You
Non-fictieSo one of my friends moved, and I'm not trying to use a mental illness as an adjective here but the only real way to put it is that I've been depressed lately. Life where they moved is so sucky, I don't know if they've committed suicide? They won't...
