I can’t
stay up this late. I sit up and will think of everything. Of where I will be in 5 years from now. How my life is. How will tomorrow go. Who will I meet. Then I think of all the bad things. I start to tear up and then I’ll ball crying. At these moments I feel as if there is no one in the world that understands me or knows what is going on through my head. I want at least ONE person to just know, to be there, to wonder how I’m feeling. It might be a little much to ask, but I know when that person comes around that I will never let them go. Hey person that will be there for me, where are you?…
