FIFTEEN MONTHS PASSED.
i lost him to horrible timing and gossiping girls. i lost him to crystal meth and some thick twine. he left me behind with a town full of people pretending to understand.. they'll never understand, they weren't there that morning, they couldn't possible grasp how much changed at that moment, during that phone call. plus, they never saw us together.. the world couldn't even imagine the magnitude of our love.this is something i have to go at alone and i'm okay with that. i still have my memories, but they'll never ease the pain. i miss you, cameron. more-so every fucking day. i keep thinking it will get better as time passes, but it's only getting worse. i'm loosing my mind. you consume my thoughts at all hours of the day and night. tell me what you want. give me a sign. whisper in my ear. sing me a song. write me a poem. anything, just allow me to come across some manner of closure. i can't stand being without you any longer.