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.