My emotions aren't so clear and
I need you.
Somehow I can't get anything done.
So please don't leave me again.
I miss you so much. I've never given one of you up unwillingly before. I've always just taken the bad grade. I miss you. Now I can understand my fears. I was worried that it would be gone for two weeks, well it's been a month in my heart. I should be starting therapy soon as far as it is concerned.
But I'm not.
And I won't.
It's only been a week. Seven days since I set up the appointment. And four days since I parted from my beloved. I thought it would be torture, and how right I was. I don't know how I'll make it three more days without him. I literally cannot stand it. I cannot stand the notion that I won't have it with me tomorrow. That I can't have it by my side as I face any challenge. Worst of all, nothing could replace it. Those sketches, those memories are the ones I depend on now. I NEED MY SKETCHBOOOK BACK!
=u= I think even if I had a spare, I would mourn their loss. It's the fact that it contains precious memories and the power to create more that make it so powerful <3 I LOVE YOU and can't wait until you're back <3
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Fragmented Self who wanders through life like a dreamer and wades through the river of dreams as though it were the only truth left in this world
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