I am so tired.

Right down to my core, my heart is tired.
But not tired in the traditional sense.

Tired where i dont want to live.
I don't want to live in a city.
I don't want to work a dead end job.
I don't want meaningless relationships.

Tired of life. This life.

I’m fighting the urge to talk to you.
I keep typing out the message and erasing it at the last minute.
Hoping that if I keep doing that you might text first.

But you won’t.
Neither of us will.

It’s been settled now,
It’s all over

We said goodbye to each other on that late night drive last year,
Call it our own little leaving party.

We both live in the same area but will never talk again.

And that’s okay
It’s safer that way

For me at least

But sometimes,
I miss having someone to talk to.

I wish I could talk to you.
I want to tell you about the books I’ve been reading and the places I’ve visited that I know you’d love.

But I can’t.
And that’s okay.

I miss having you to talk to.

- Leah

I dream of you sometimes,

It's like im taking you in small doses
to keep myself going.

reducing the amounts bit by bit
so i can finally live without you.

but today,
god, today.
I couldnt stand the loneliness

so now ive taken it all.
i rang you to finally be all consumed
to find i dont exist in your life anymore.

some of us go cold turkey like you
and some of us arent that brave and want to hold on with every last bit of hope we have.

but now that hope is gone.
gone

goodbye

- leah

I had a thought today.
About you and me.

And it was that.
I’ve never wanted a little version of me ruining around.
But god do I want a little version of you.

Sometimes it’s not that I want to be alone, it’s that I need to be.

I need to hear nothing but my own thoughts, to hear my body breathing to remind myself that there is blood flowing through these veins.

To be able to sink back into my mind and have a conversation that doesn’t exhaust me because it’s only with myself.

Sometimes.

I just need to be me.

- L.W

I know it’s over,
and it has been for a while.

But I don’t know what to do with all this love I have for you.

It’s just sitting in my chest with no one to call home.

Because the only one it wants,
is you.

- leah