Manage me, I'm a mess.

This blog has no purpose.
I’ve written you a shoebox full of letters over the past four years. I’ve had the guts to give you a few in person, and even got something back.
I can’t keep doing it, but I’m addicted to the simple act of taking the time to write what I’m feeling on paper in hopes that you’ll someday read it.
I’ve never asked for you to say something in return before, but when you did the last time, it changed everything for me.
I always say I want something back, and when a friend came through for me, I was selfish and I wanted more and hurt myself immensely because of it.
I never thought I’d be where I am because of you. I never knew I could get this far gone.
I find myself counting down the days to an unknown date, telling myself “only a few more months” just to make the time go by, composing letter after letter in my head whenever I don’t have the time to write it down.
When things are slow at work, I find myself looking up at the door, imagining you walking through the doorway, excited to see me.
I know I shouldn’t do this to myself.
I just miss you.

I’ve written you a shoebox full of letters over the past four years. I’ve had the guts to give you a few in person, and even got something back.

I can’t keep doing it, but I’m addicted to the simple act of taking the time to write what I’m feeling on paper in hopes that you’ll someday read it.

I’ve never asked for you to say something in return before, but when you did the last time, it changed everything for me.

I always say I want something back, and when a friend came through for me, I was selfish and I wanted more and hurt myself immensely because of it.

I never thought I’d be where I am because of you. I never knew I could get this far gone.

I find myself counting down the days to an unknown date, telling myself “only a few more months” just to make the time go by, composing letter after letter in my head whenever I don’t have the time to write it down.

When things are slow at work, I find myself looking up at the door, imagining you walking through the doorway, excited to see me.

I know I shouldn’t do this to myself.

I just miss you.

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It’s so cute that you’re trying desperately to grow a beard.
Even though you’re failing miserably, I still think it’s sexy.

It’s so cute that you’re trying desperately to grow a beard.

Even though you’re failing miserably, I still think it’s sexy.

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I stared up at the moon last night as I walked home in the cold.
It made me think of you.
I know you look up at the moon when you’re missing someone, we’re alike in that way.
We’re alike in so many ways, it’s ridiculous.
I should stop missing you, but I don’t know how.
Four months until I might see you again.
I always tell myself next time it will be different.
It never is, but sometimes I like to lie to myself.
I’m living a lie and I just can’t hide from it.

I stared up at the moon last night as I walked home in the cold.

It made me think of you.

I know you look up at the moon when you’re missing someone, we’re alike in that way.

We’re alike in so many ways, it’s ridiculous.

I should stop missing you, but I don’t know how.

Four months until I might see you again.

I always tell myself next time it will be different.

It never is, but sometimes I like to lie to myself.

I’m living a lie and I just can’t hide from it.

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Seeing you was a slap in the face. It hurt so much more than it should have. I hope April is better than January.

Seeing you was a slap in the face. It hurt so much more than it should have. I hope April is better than January.

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When I’m with you, nothing else matters.

When I’m with you, nothing else matters.

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Today’s the perfect rainy day. I wish you were here.There doesn’t know how lucky it is.

Today’s the perfect rainy day. I wish you were here.

There doesn’t know how lucky it is.

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I would give anything to have you here with me.

I would give anything to have you here with me.

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You’ll forget me long before I could ever even begin to forget you.

You’ll forget me long before I could ever even begin to forget you.

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