I can’t be here by myself. I can’t do this alone. Come away with me like we planned. Let’s do this the way we said we would. Because It’s too cold now and I need someone to warm the shadows and make flowers grow again. I need you to tell me it gets better. I need you to lean on when it’s only meant to get worse.

I need you here the way we planned, because nothing is going the way I thought. I can’t do it by myself. And it doesn’t matter that we’re not us anymore. I don’t care that we weren’t what we should have been. Come and show me that things fall away. Come and show me that there is still good.

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