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.