You're gone.

I miss you. I miss being able to talk to you. I really need to talk to you right now. Everything is just so complicated and out of hand. I'm fighting back urges, I'm stressing out. Mostly I'm trying so hard to just not fuck up right now. I need you. I wish you were here. I wish more than anything that you could be here to believe in me. But you're gone and without you, I'm just not sure how long I can keep this up. Some days, like today, it's just so hard.