Dear Grace.
All these years have been amazing. Those two hours a day is all I need to say that the years have been amazing.
Despite all the darkness, you see the light. I've thought about leaving and every night I say I'll do it the next day. But then I wake up, wanting to live another day. I live for you.
When you said that Max liked you, my heart cracked a little. But then you said you didn't like him, and those cracks were gone. It took me a while to understand why, but then I realised it.
With your father's anger problem, you go to sleep with bruises. But you still wake up and you still talk and walk with light in your eyes. During the day, my eyes are vacant, I don't laugh at anything. But with you, they light up a little, with you, I laugh so much that I'm left gasping for breath. I don't like to talk but when walking with you, I rant and you listen, and vice-versa.
You make me look forward to waking up in the morning, to brave the haze of drugs and make it out that door. With all these factors I realise why.
I love you.
I love you so much. I love you for all that you are, all that you make me do. You are my tether to this world. Life with you, is a life worth living.
Love Jared.
