Life is what you make it

I really want to tell you that every day I wake up I hate that I can’t talk to you, I miss you like I’ve never missed a person. You were my rock and without you I am lost. I’m not a person who can just cut a person from my life, it hurts me everyday when I see you all I want to do is cry. I can’t count how many times I’ve looked through old pictures and just cried, or old videos. I miss having a moon, a gorgee I miss you. I’ve been a wreck the last few months, I don’t think I’ve made it through a day without crying, without thinking of you, without missing you. I just want to be a part of your life, if I thought you wanted me to talk to you I would have I promise, its just that the last thing you said was you needed a break so I was just giving you what you wanted. I have never said anything about being done with you, I miss you more then anyone I’ve ever lost. I don’t like living in a world where I can’t be your sunshine, where we could look at each other and know what we were thinking. I hurt so much cause I miss you, I can’t even function some days because I’m so sad. All I do is lay in bed the whole day reading old messages, looking at picture movies. I hate those moments when your the only person I want to tell something and I can’t. I miss you and what you heard was so out of context, I get upset as in sad when you message me because it makes me miss you so much more because for a second I get hope that your finished with your break, and then remember this isn’t Disney. Fairytales don’t exist.