"I hope we last. I hope we do.

But if we don't, this is how I want you to remember me:

I want you to remember me curled up, listening to the sound of your heartbeat and tracing maps across your skin. Remember me laughing at your jokes even the stupid ones. Remember me in hysterics for absolutely no reason and in tears because one time you made me so sad neither of us thought I'd recover. Remember me brave, that time you held my hand and I thought I was going to die; remember me scared and gentle and delicate and breakable - only for you though, only for you.

Remember me happy, and all the ridiculous ways I tried to get your attention. Remember the way I was too stubborn to talk to you and how absolutely insane it drove both of us.
Remember all the firsts and how they were so delightful we went back for seconds and thirds and fourths. Remember the songs you couldn't stop listening to and the childish dreams you allowed yourself about the future. If it's any consolation I allowed myself to have them too.

If it comes to it I don't want you to remember the ending.

Remember the beginning. Remember the first time you knew."

The hardest lesson you will ever learn will be to love yourself.
But you can do it.
There will always be days when you hate yourself, days when you wish you had never been born.
But darling, you are beautiful, and if Shakespeare had met you, you would’ve inspired his 18th sonnet, and
If Monet had known you, he would’ve given up painting water lilies and chosen to paint you instead.
I know it’s hard to love yourself, but sometimes it’s okay to be a little selfish with your love.
When you begin to feel worthless, remember that the stars died for you. You are made of elements that are thousands of years old, elements that make up every atom of your being.
When you want to cut your wrists, remember that the souls of stars live in your veins.
Don’t **** them. Live for the life you always wanted but were too scared to pursue.
Live for you.
Live for me.
Live for every person who has ever loved you,
For the people who have come before you, so that you may be here today. Live for the fire that burns in your soul,
That tells you: keep going, you’re almost there, just a little farther

What if I was never born?

Would the world change around you, 
Every single little detail fading away like a really bad dream?
What if you never even wanted me?

I was some babe in your womb,

And once I broken out of my prism you handed me off to another.
What if our lives were perfect?

Too perfect to even know what reality really was,

No scars or nightmares to call my own.
What if I wanted to end it?

Leaving all those nights I cried,

All the turmoil that I dragged my body into every night I was alone.
What if I lived? 

Pushing myself every day past the tears,

Forcing my body to be happy for at least half a second in the 525,600 minutes we spent living our everyday lives.
What if I was actually happy?

Because you decided to have me.

You decided to keep me.

Because my life was never perfect.

Because I didn’t end it.

Because I finally realized that living those 525,600 minutes wasn’t so bad.
Because I decided not think of the What ifs

It is said,
The way they leave you
Says everything you ned to know about them.

Let's just say..
After all those years spent together,
I guess I never really knew you at all.

As you get older,
You really start to understand more about
Why people drink the night away,
Smoke their lungs black,
or throw themselves off buildings.