Last night wasn't the greatest night for me. In a lot of ways, I feel like I am so disheveled. Life really isn't easy, but no one ever told me it was. Its hard, and it hurts. Lately I feel like I have been running around with my head half off and possibly turned in the wrong direction. I'm trying to find a place where I fit the right way and I'm sick a tired of trying already. But i think thats all the next few years of my life are about. The most important thing is I can find happiness in almost anything lately, even if its something I'm not a huge fan of... Last night wasn't the greatest night for me. There were a lot of things said but almost nothing understood. There were a lot of boundaries built but no reason given. But reason will come with time. And time will only come with living. Sometimes living is hard to do, but try finding a little bit of happiness in everything you do. Please try. Last night wasn't the greatest nights for me, as it was not for you. Tears burned through the entire night; face was chapped in the morning. Tears would've stopped if feelings did, but feelings don't. Tears still dropped off of my face onto disheveled papers I was holding, only seen because of bright lights pulsing. Bright lights would stop if darkness did, but it didn't. Morning wasn't ready yet. Still, the bright lights pulsed. Back to the papers which have never been neat. Found one, then two... threes behind me... i think... then **BAM** BRIGHT LIGHT Oh, because now I can see? Wrong, now blinded; Am I wrong and blinded? Here's one and two... three's behind you? YES. Last night wasn't the greatest of nights for me. I knew where you were at and what you were doing and I knew it was because of me. I always knew. Tears burned, they're burning still. I'm not sure what went wrong, but it did. Where do I go from here... I know you feel the same way. It's ok. It's ok. I will miss you but it's ok. I know you hurt cause I do too, but maybe one day I'll see you and it'll be ok. | 
