Dearest lavender

Dearest Lavender,

These letters I have writen to you are some of my thoughts I think you needed to hear, I hope you enjoyed reading them every week and that you learned more about me through them. Thank you for reading and with that I am gone.

Breckell Robinson 

Dearest lavender

Dearest Lavender,

These letters I have writen to you are peices of my heart I thought you should read, I hope you enjoyed them and I am sorry I could not tell you who I was earlier it was because I wanted you to read my words how you wanted them to be read. So thank you lavender it has been fun, 

Breckell Robinson 

The last letter

Rip to late night ihop runs and toilet papering

Rip to homecoming games and homecoming dances

Rip to Friday night lights and jcw fights

Rip to being late to first period and missing 4th

Rip to teamwork on tests and homework cycles

Rip to the 30 minute long bathroom breaks

Rip to forced kisses and fake friends

Rip to highschool it's been fun

Rip to being 17 the age of the dancing queen

Rip to my youth

Letter 8

If I had known 17 would be this hard 

I wouldn't have blown out the candles

Letter 7

In the end we are all just human

Lost in the fact that love,

Only love,

Can heal our brokenness. 

Xx

Letter 6

My friend once asked me,

What I would do first if the ground was crumbling beneath my feet and the walls surrounding me were caving in and I knew I wouldn't be making it out alive 

What would I do first?

I would scream. 

I would think of my mom and how I never told her enough times how much I loved her. 

I would think of my grades and how all that time and effort didn't really matter.

I would cry knowing I'll never be able to hug my brothers again. 

I would think of how I had never fallen in love.

I would laugh thinking of all the stupid stuff I had done.

I would remember getting my first day of high school, and how every teacher pronounced my name wrong but I didn't correct them once.

And then I would think I didn't even make it to graduation.

I would think of sneaking out and getting caught.

I would think of my dad telling me he was proud of me and that he knows I will do great things.

But I guess I will only be able to accomplish what I have up until today. 

I would think of my best friend and pray that life would go easy on him, even though he could handle anything it would throw at him.

And then I would regret not telling you how I really feel because If you knew, 

things could have been different.

But for now the ground I am standing on is perfectly still so for now I will keep all those things locked up and somewhere no one will every find them

my heart.

Xx

Letter 5

When you look at me 

I swear I cannot breathe 

And at first I tried to hide it

But I forgot my eyes could speak

Xx