Stable was an understatement. It was as though my hands were attempting to caress my thoughts, and they were seeping through the cracks between my fingers. With each scrutinizing introception my mind seemed to be melting further into despair. To say I was mentally capable to succeed was preposterous, and that was all because of your absence. You left and I was forced into a state of isolation.
I know staying had the potential to drive you mad, and I know you dreamt of a life filled with more than just some frighteningly average girl. I know adolescence never looked good on us. You wanted more then to be trapped in these four walls, with small unwashed windows. I know you craved abnormality. You wanted to be out in the world; not chained to this town. I know you wanted anything and everything. I’m sorry I couldn’t give that to you.
I know we got busy and too caught up in our lives to remember to care, but if you’ll look at the stars tonight I will lay down  and gaze up as well.  You took all I had and lost grip somewhere in between. Part of me wished you could still hold me in your arms, I always like the view looking up into your eyes.