I love you so much it hurts. It feels like my heart is being ripped out of my chest every day, over and over. You are my worst and only affliction. This is hellish blissful agony. I desire peace but won't obtain it. This is my hell and you are my only salvation.
I love you so very, very much. I've succeeded in becoming lovelier for you. It's still not enough but I'm making progress. My hoodie is warm. I pretend it's you holding me and telling me that you love me.
I wish I had some of your hair to keep in a locket around my throat. Or rather, I'd need a locket for that first even really. No matter. Today is exceedly warm out. Nauseatingly so. I despise how warm it is. It makes it difficult to keep my skin clear. I miss you. I wish that one day I will be enough for you, my Sweet Puppy.
