This letter is for you. You that need help but acting and looking a lot like you don’t need help. You that’s crying because it’s over, instead of smiling because it happened. You that have become so tired of this loneliness you are in. You that’s wondering why they won’t understand how much their words are hurting you. You that’s letting insecurity eat you. You that’s asking how to say goodbye to someone who isn’t exactly gone. You that was broken so beautifully that somehow everything and everyone else will forever be ugly to you. This letter is for you.