Status: Completed.

Half a Heart

Day 67

dear jack,

i ran off stage today. i ran off and out the venue and i ran and ran and ran and i didn't come back. i couldn't.

i saw something in the crowd. it was a poster, or something. i don't remember. it's hazy in my mind. wasn't that significant. but it was probably something funny and perverted. so i pointed at it, and i laughed, and then i said: "hey jack, take a look at that!"

and then the whole arena went silent because you weren't there and you hadn't been there the entire time. and i forgot. i fucking forgot that you were gone because for the first time since you passed, i felt okay. i felt okay. but when that happened i realised that i wasn't okay. i was far from o-fucking-kay, so i ran.

i ran like a coward and i'm sorry. you're probably so disappointed in me because you know that i've cut the show short, and that is the worst thing we could ever do to our fans. i'm sorry jack. i'm sorry.

to the moon and back,
alex