
Charlie found something better than a golden ticket
Heyy
It’s an extraordinary thing to be able to love someone with every fiber of your being. To look at them and see past their flaws and mistakes. In such a conditional world, being able to love someone so limitlessly is nothing to regret or apologize for. And I won’t.
Every word that I write will never fully capture what I have lost. Every adjective resounds with a tinny emptiness. It is both frustrating and reassuring to know that my feelings can never be described. It is something that that no one can label or take away from me.
My balance is off now and I feel as if I’m stumbling around trying to find the light switch to illuminate the disaster that lies at my feet. The pieces are everywhere.
I am so unsure of myself. For so long I depended on you to navigate me through my day. You left me with no maps or directions. I am at a standstill.