Héya's Dear Diary

I picture you here with me, close enough that I can almost feel your breath, the warmth of you beside me, the softness of your lips, the faint brush of your beard when you lean in. It’s strange, really… you’re not here, and yet my mind fills in the

Please, just help me out, yeah? I’m honestly falling apart without you... It proper hurts not having you around. I feel like I can’t even breathe right like I’m suffocating without you, no joke. I just…I need you, love.  More than I can even put