Brette. Female. 19. California.

I'm nearing the end of this road. The pages of this book are wearing thin. I'm keeping an eye open while I sleep, so I don't fall off this cliff. I can't fall, it wont be real. The world is spinning so fast, the clock wont stop, and I'm thinking to myself it's time to catch up. I was once afraid to give my heart because I was afraid it would break and I'd lose the pieces, but now I know my heart was never here for me to give. I can't live in this place I once called home, I have to move on. This glass of wine is settling my nerves, these break downs have been to much. I smile as I look back, and I feel a tear fall off my eyelash. Bittersweet. This road is ending now... so kiss your love goodbye and inhale that last drag , it's time to close this book.