Finally. I’m in my own little universe. Only in my world would I be in this perfect space. I sit in the cafeteria, with a cup of peppermint tea and an open notebook, listening to the open mic. The bass keeps a steady writing beat. Perfection.

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Lydia- Ghosts

Best concert ever last night, with my two best friends :) Drive-In tonight to see The Hunger Games & The Avengers. Things are good. I’ve figured a few things out:

1. I can’t be there every weekend, because my life is here. Maybe you shouldn’t have moved so far away.
2. I’ll always love you, but I guess I just don’t like you anymore. It happens, I’m sorry.
3. I need to start writing again. I have all these thoughts and ideas bottled up inside my head, they belong on paper.
4. I miss you every second of every day. It’s always been you and me. Not having you here beside me is killing me.
5. Everything’s going to be alright.