When it's all on the floor how do you get it up again? and when and if you're gone, how do i be me? do i exhaust you frustrate you anger you disappoint you make you lose hope make you cry too much to bear? maybe what you say is exactly what i've made happen. it takes me that much to notice that you could possibly be gone, and when i finally do i do everything in my capability to keep you here. i miss you i love you but maybe it's time i stopped being so fucking selfish and think about your good.

day one.