august 1

cc: to whom it may concern

re: if you're sad

I promise somebody wants to see you smile.

I want to crawl inside your ribcage, throw away everything you no longer need. All the frustration, disappointment, anger that's smothering your lungs. I can hear the desire of your heart to fall apart.

I want to help you breathe easier. I want to see you cry less.

I want to hear your voice not shake for once. I want to see you get better, for your sake. I'll be here by your side anyway.