Half a Heart

dear jack,

i went through your stuff today. rian went to stay with his parents for a couple of days because when they came over, they must've seen my silent cry for help. i love rian, i really do. he's an amazing lad, but sweet jesus he's annoying. all i want to do is lay down and cuddle a pillow all day, write letters to you, talk to you, even, but he's trying to keep me distracted so that i don't do those things. he thinks it's unhealthy. whatever.

so yeah. i went through your stuff today. found a stack of photos that you'd developed, held together with a paper clip. there's so many of them. of you and me, of the band, of you and individual members of the band and crew, of other bands and crew members, of your friends, of your siblings, parents - everything. there's a lot of photos of me, though. you didn't even take them. i know because i remember adam elmakias taking them. i should've known you had a crush on me, you little minx.

i would've made a move sooner. then i would've had more time with you. and that's all i really want. really. just a little more time.

to the moon and back,
alex