comfort food

I guess maybe I have been a little sad,

Since all I have been wanting to eat are mashed potatoes and gravy.

I'm sorry I never finished the post I said I would,  I just couldn't get myself to do it.
This is the end and it makes my heart heavy but I think things will be ok.

I'm too depressed to write, I'm sorry that sounds so cliche. 

I've never felt so low, I don't really enjoy anything anymore 

I miss you, and I really want things to work with him,

but I think we are both slowly loosing ourselves.

I didn't want this to be my last blog post.

My last blog post is still in my drafts, I'm just rewriting and rewriting

Because I need to make sure I get my point across,

you need to remember me for someone I'm not;

the Real me is too sad.