Who am i?

Probably you’re never going to know. Really. Maybe when this is all over. And maybe never.

I’m a 16-year old boy with a broken heart. It’s a long story. Too long. But the story is about hope now. Only hope is left. Already four months. And it probably won’t leave soon.

Basically, this is for ‘him’, in a way. I post here the little beautiful things which are able to brighten up the sad days.

I miss you.

♥