I gave myself time..to not just write all my emosions that come to mind.
I sat here so many times before starting to type and then deleting it in the end. I always thought I might feel different in the morning.

So it is true, I am still lost in you
This will probably be so flattering if you should read it or you might just not care.
I have so much to say to you but my lips are sealed when the sun shines so bright. My spirit in awe when I stand before the moon.
When I close my eyes the truth reveals itself and I cannot let that be. It is so fragile I do not dare speak it, yet so strong I cannot keep it in. This truth I am keeping in will destroy me. I am loosing grip on reality. Everything I touch turns into a memory, something I have shared with you already.

I am trying so hard to be rid of you, but it seems like the harder I try the more I fail. Can that be right, it shouldn't be like this. Well from what I've heard time heals everything...why not me? Why is this getting harder...

I am loosing grip, but no one can see. You see everyone thinks I'm strong inside, but everybody needs to fall apart sometimes, everybody but me.