Patrick Kane Ruined My Life.

GUYS

"ya know what? if he's going to do this then I hope it eats him alive. I hope everytime it rains he thinks of when we stood in the rain and I danced circles around him and his voice said you're crazy but his eyes said you're beautiful. I hope everytime he sees the color blue he thinks of the way my eyes use to swallow him whole and he gets claustrophobic. I hope when he gets his next tattoo he remembers the day I helped him pick it while tracing the lines of the already existing art on his skin and I hope it burns his skin with every touch. I hope he goes to the beach and thinks of our empty promises to go together and it leaves his heart empty. I hope when football season comes around his voice gets hitched in his throat everytime he goes to yell at the Cowboys because he knows we're supposed to watch them together. I hope when he hears a laugh it makes his heart sink and he cannot bear the pain knowing that I'm still laughing and he's not the reason. I hope he lays awake at night and wonders how I'm doing. I hope it eats him alive." - a letter to the boy who left a.c.

I AM SOBBING OVER THIS