hello, my little moon rock, my crazy diamond, my fighter.

I know you know what it feels like to have thousands and thousands of fragments ticking away in your chest, pumping blood to a body that doesn't want to be anymore. I know you've felt your throat collapse from when your lungs felt like they were drowning and suffocating in themselves. I know you've felt your mind disappear, fragment by fragment, memory by memory.  I know you've known what it's like to wither and disappear into yourself. I know. you know. we both know how you've drawn yourself into the deepest recesses of oblivion. and we both know you need to come back.

fight.