I hope you saw that there's nothing wrong with you. I hope you realized how special you are. I hope you didn't give up and kept pushing through. I hope you felt that you are always good enough.
I know you're tired, sweet one. I know you tried your best for everyone. I know you tried to hold on but you can't do it alone anymore. I know you smiled the happiest smile to convince yourself that is what you felt. I know for months you've hid and now you're at a point you're thoroughly broken and can't be find.
But I hope one day, you'll come back. If ever not, I understand why.
I can't ever see that it's going to be all right. Bye, Dane.