Its nights like these that I need one of your pep talks. I feel useless and stupid and unworthy. I feel like an idiot and in the back of my head I can hear you say I knew you could do it. I knew my girl had it in her. I knew you had it in you. And most days I think you're the only person in the whole goddamn world who believe that about me. I miss you so much it makes me sick.
And what kills me even more is that I've let you become my identity. I've put my faith and soul in you. Even now 5 years later I am forever waiting on you. And probably always will.