The wind rustles through the trees like thoughts race through my mind. I am looking forward to the future for you and I, for us. There needs to be time or else this tree won’t grow and there will be nothing for this breeze to flow through. I meant everything I did and said with all of my heart. You live there so you should know that you have squatters rights. Nobody can take the place you reside. I only have one key.
I guess I’ll find out soon if what I did was the right thing to do, it sucked to do and it hurts so much, but I did it for us. The potential for a future means too much to stand by and wait for the destruction of something beautiful. That’s exactly what we are, beautiful.
This is your life, and it’s ending one second at a time
Long time sufferer