hi again, my love. i’m hurting. i had started letting myself imagine a future again. when you said you’d try to come back for me over the weekend. i thought we’d be okay. not anything perfect or unrealistic, just the possibility of having someone to love and someone who wanted to love me back. i was excited about the chance to discover what that could look like with you, finally. i still can’t sleep without you and i wish i could. i miss you, my angel, mae.