There used to be days that I thought I was okay, or at least that I was going to be. We'd be hanging out somewhere and everything would be perfect and I would think 'it will be okay if it can just be like this forever' but of course nothing can ever stay just how it is forever. And I want to tell you everything but I can't. Because I couldn't stand for you to face that look. I don't want to hurt you or anybody so please forget about me. Just try. It'll be easy. Find yourself a better friend. 

Eleanor