Charlie. The former Mr. Tanuki.
Gorgeous, green-thumb goth.
Beautiful, badass baker.
Amazing, appalling artist.
I miss you every day. New meds and extra therapy help flatten it out, so some times are less-bad than others, but I miss what we had (and what we could have had) every hour of every day.
I feel like my shame and guilt over my negligent, unappreciative attitude have driven me a little crazy. It’s unbelievable how much of an effect you’ve had on my heart and my mind.
If, by some insane miracle, these words ever reach you, and if you ever decide that you can forgive me, please reach out. IG, email, text, carrier pigeon, telegram, whatever. Just hearing from you would be such a balm for my soul.
You know how to get in touch.
You know who this is.
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