Ten

I just have to hold out for 82 more days. Just 82 more days. Just 82. 82. 82. 82.

2 more hours and it'll be 81. 81. 81. 81.

I'm so close. Don't give up now. You know you'll regret it. //

August 27th is Orientation day and I will have completely moved into my college dorm room. God, I can't wait. Every day I count the days, the hours, the minutes, the seconds until I get to leave this place. 

I'm past being tired of feeling this way. I let her words sink into my empty mind. //

I'm sorry, friend. I've let you down. I promised I'd start writing about the happiness in my life but another one of these will have to do. 

But allow me to say: you have brought light and warmth to my world. I am comfortable and happy when I'm around you. Your smile makes my day. Please stick by my side even though I'm a suppressed wreck on the inside of nonchalant host. //

It’s funny, I was the one who told you not to come back but is it alright for me to say: I miss you? //