Today is the day. It is, I'm sure of it. Imma write a letter to him and actually sent it!!!

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It has been about seven months. I haven't wrote a single letter. Guess I really don't know what to write him, think I'm just scared of what he'll say. I listen to all the songs we listen together over and over, I feel bad yet I don't do anything to change that. We have been friends for six, going on seven years. I remember when we'd just sit and talk for hours. The late night texts. Our tea times. Walking around downtown, taking silly photos. And of course, reading comics in the bookstores,. I have almost a journal full of entires for him, I do love him, very much so. Maybeee its when I send them, I feel like I won't get a reply but then again he isn't the type to do such a thing as to not reply.

Time didn't wear away my feelings for you, love. Just rusted them and made them hard to find but yes, I love you.

I wonder if I'm far sighted. The further things are, the better I can see. The closer things are the more I lose sight of them.

Real Eyes. Realize. Real Lies.

There's a longing feeling in my chest to have you here with me, but you're just a stranger sleeping in your bed alone and I am a stranger not sleeping at all.

Do you realize?

Do you realize that you have the most beautiful face? Do you realize that we’re floating in space? Do you realize the sun doesn’t go down? It’s just an illusion caused by the world spinning ‘round.

Everything will be alright.