Feb.22 2023

It becomes just a day for me not to laugh, not to text. Being no longer disappointed and angry but there’s nothing that day because it’s dead. You lost me after stealing my soul and now it’s my turn to joke, to laugh, to love for real without feeling regret. This is my happiness now and your done faking yours. I’m the one smiling now, I’m the one loving someone that is alive and nearly dying and losing myself but, to love and hope. Having someone lose my mind and time. Don’t find someone that makes you feel lower then what your supposed to be. Every mark on your body has to heal because love is there. The day means nothing forever would past a ghost and not a person. Because a human would never make me bleed but a ghost would leave without a chance of coming back. So that day you do nothing that day I love without a suicide note to be written.