fucken dead.

I stay up waiting for that call.

I walk home crying passing by your house.

I listen to memories and meltdowns 24/7.

I went from being bulimic and binging to not eatting anymore.

I went from walking with a happy head to something so depressed.

I break down so easily now.

I want to run up to you.

I want to dream about you again.

I want to just hold you.

I'm practically gone, I just feel so dead, perfect word right. I can't live life anymore. My chest aches all the time. My stomach growls all day. My eyes are dark and puffed. I'm fucken sick.