letter nine

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hey you,
tomorrow is the concert, i dont think im ready to see you. im still so unstable, everytime michael talks about you i start crying, i cant handle it.
i remember the day you told me you were leaving, i remember the tears in your eyes and the way my makeup was running, i couldnt handle it then and i cant handle it now.
ive been listening to the music you left me, theyres this one band, green day, they help me forget about you. its the only thing that works, and ive tried a lot, alchool seemed to almost work but failed, drugs made me forget but they were way too overwhelming and i couldnt do it, and cutting just makes me forget about some pain.
i dont think you miss me, but babe, i miss you like hell.
forever and always
- peyton

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