Dear you.

I hope you still know that you mean the universe and the stars to me, you mean the sun and the moon and the colour pink to me. and i would never even dream of intentionally hurting you in anyway.

i still love you, and please don't go.
i know i don't really show much love and i don't say loveydovey stuff. but its a whole different story in my heart and head (especially).

so,

would you stay?







Then came the darkness, the hurt, the hatred,
i've never really been told such harsh words directly,

and for one awful moment,
i realised that could lose a friend if i didn't do anything.