This is a thank you letter, sort of like the letter you give your relatives on the holidays because your mom has been nagging you to for the past five days but instead of my mom nagging me its me nagging me. It’s the dreams I still have of you, the butterflies in my stomach when I see you. It’s the way my head hurts in the morning and my body aches all begging me to write this. To you. They want me to tell you, I miss you. My world isn’t the same without you. Please come back let’s try again. But instead I want to say thank you, thank you for the time we shared together. Thank you for sharing parts of yourself with me that not many else have yet seen. Thank you for the late nights up in your bedroom, the long talks and just, just for you. Normally it’s hard for me to care this much. Normally it’s hard for me to feel this strong this quickly. To by fricken roses in a grocery store and think that I’m logically going to bring them to your house and beg for you back. Normally it’s hard for me to want and have this desire but with you it’s hard not care this much. But despite all of that its time for me to move on with myself. It’s time for me to let go. But that doesn’t mean that I didn’t love every single moment we that shared together and regret none of it. Although it was short lived it was more than I could have ever anticipated. Thank you for that.
— I found this wandering through YouTube and it hit me harder than expected. Thank you Chris for making this// 4am