Monday


Are you going to sit back and watch the lights, or step on to the stage?

To the nights we hardly remember

When everything else is gone, you are left with nothing but the truth

It feels so empty without you around

You want someone to tell you that it's not that bad. Well let me tell you, it is that bad, and you know it

Friday


Will you be the one to take that next step?

The uncertainty is what scares us, but also what keeps you coming back, the fear of not knowing, of wondering how it will end, this is what you live for.

To the childhoods we left behind.

Wednesday

I wrote this for you


"I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words."