A letter from May 25, 2025

dear love of my life, I hope this is the last letter you'll ever get from me... don't get me wrong: I'd do EVERYTHING to be with you again but I just can't do this again; not if I want to survive- no cross that- if I want to live like fly live, like not afraid-live, not pls-dont-leave-me-i-cant-be-alone-live, just ******* live and yes maybe I called you the love of my and no I can't think of any reason to make that seem less important and big rn because it ******* is huge, like HUGE at least it was for me and maybe you're gonna be the love of my life forever, maybe I find another person worthy of that title tmrw and maybe I'll end up with my first partner again with none at all or multiple or WHATEVER I don't know the future, okay? but I do know that I don't wanna spend it whining over some one who made me want to not even have that future more times than I can count and if that ***** me: honestly? that's fine- I mean, not fly because like dying is acc overrated but my point still stands- I mean at least I tried, wouldn't have survived it with you so why not at least try it without you I mean then I'm already doing better than you ever did and let's be real: October maybe seemed like an entire life time BUT it passed... just like any month... and that is just as natural as the next months follow so CHEERS TO NOVEMBER ...and to every other month :) because you love like all-fire and there's always some **** going down and you're smart enough to know: as long as there's tension, there's heat and heat brings you November (or something like that- nvm, you know what I mean) <3