Jack
True love always. “remember tonight for it is the beginning of always” when i met him i felt a shift in the universe, like he was sent to me to save my life, and he has, more than once without even knowing it. Like he was more than what i knew, i was about to uncover the infamous feeling of love and had no idea as i was falling that he was the prince i’d read about, and he would be there throughout to see my dreams fail, to see them achieved, but he would be there.
I wont go into much detail about her death because that not what this is, its not a way for me to resent my life and contemplate what it could of been and what has been taken. This is something inside me yearning to be written, something timeless that will be found 50 years from now on a dusty book shelf in a dusty book shop somewhere in the middle of Brighton, and i hope someone finds this, and it changes their life as so many books and words have changed mine, have inspired me in the darkest of times that life is a meretricious beauty a discovery of emotions it seems incomprehensible that exists.
Rianna
My soul mate without question, a person who without I wouldn’t of achieved what I have or become who I am, the person who kept me on the straight and narrow when no one else could be heard, my voice of reason. We argue more than anyone I know but also love each other more than anyone I know. Her morals and beliefs are so true and honest and she will stand by them in the face of any adversity. She is strong and she is beautiful and will stand up for not only herself but the people she loves, something I truly admire. Courageous and determined. I am unfair to her, I uphold her to standards above the rest and when she falls short, as she rarely does, it is more disappointing as I expect so much more for her. But that’s just how we are, me and Rianna.
Sometimes i question my own existence, maybe i wasn’t meant to be born? And ive made the peoples lives ive touched worse for doing so. People always assure the people they love “youll be fine” “youll do great” but what if we really are destined to fail? If we really do posses no talent? We only think we do, if we’re just not good enough to make it? And live a life of regret and resentment. I see that in people everyday, stuck in miserable lives they detest yet are to afraid to do or say anything about it. Even as i write the trust i hesitate, because we are taught to live with lies, to lie down and take it. You mustn’t approach the truth or shine a light on it. Because if you do you are the enemy, disturbing the perfect capsules of falseness the people around you live in, creating problems where there seemingly were none.
