Lucille
The night after thanksgiving I'm actually very sad. I don't know what he's doing or where he is right now and it upsets me that he can't be here with me now or that I can't be with him.
Without him I feel like I'm trapped here. I'm already tired of seeing the same things every single night. The same walls, the same view, the same people, the same music, the same atmosphere. He's the only thing that makes everything look different. The only thing that keeps me going and motivated. Without him, I already would've killed myself.
I wish someone could just send me to the moon with him and never back. It seems like the whole world has lost its colors when he's not around.
Every song sounds the same.
Every snowflake looks the same.
Every heartbeat is the same.
It doesn't even matte
