why didn't i read them all
i miss you so much. i miss it all. i wish i had taken that container. that one with all the hand written reasons you loved me in it. that you gave me for my birthday. that red lid collecting dust, pushed behind the computer. disregarded. i want to read the rest of them. i wish i could remember even one of them. fuck. fucking hell man. fucking goddammit.
it just, endures.