You mean a lot to
me and I wanted to be a small part of the universe that was
good to you. I am sorry you did not feel this was worth as much
as I felt it was. I am sad because it would have been such fun
to do more things together.
I regret none of the words and the things I have given and done
for you, they are
will think of you constantly, frequently, then intermittently,
occasionally, but it will never be not at all.
I can never hate you, but I have been hurting so much, and I
can’t keep getting built up over you and falling apart,
so I have to take care of myself now, okay?
You take care of
yourself too, please.
I will miss you most when I am high.