chapter 3
fuck dude
"I have no idea what these are for"
"Trois"
im not poetic
im not gonna sit here and say something beautiful,
about how you changed me.
or my life.
but everyday
when i feel like its me against the world,
i can turn and think of you,
the one person in my corner ready to fight
even if its to a dire end.
im not going to say you fixed me
that would be a lie
but you gave me the strength to fix myself
and thats more than a lot of people have done
you never push me to talk,
not until im ready.
im not going to say you're perfect,
though you came pretty close.
art isn't supposed to be perfect
its supposed to make you feel something
happiness
anger
love
it was a one in a million chance,
to meet my best friend who lives across the country.
but i did.
and i thank the universe everyday that you're by my side.
YOU ARE READING
dear lyssa,
Non-Fictionnew york times calls it ,"an emotional roller coaster that brings the world to tears"
