Heyy you.
Hope you’re doing well. Heard you finally got your disability check. Glad to know one of us got something good out of that weekend. Last week would’ve been six months. I don’t know what we would’ve done (probably something small, cause there’s no need to spend a lot of money), but instead I’m struggling to breathe like i do every day since you left. You’ve probably long deleted my number, but i still love you. I’m waiting for the day that i can finally fall asleep without crying, but i don’t think that’s ever going to happen. I’ve never been good at letting go, especially not with things so important and great in my life. I miss you. Maybe one day I’ll be able to actually talk to you, rather than just type out messages on Facebook that i hope i never accidentally send. Maybe one day I’ll be able to actually sleep without dreaming about you, and the adventures we planned on having together.

Most of all, i hope you’re happy & doing well. Cause i sure as hell ain’t.