You're happiest when you dream, of course. Whenever you wake you find yourself dreading the thought of losing your dream world. It's understandable.

But eat, girl.

You're so excited with life, marvelling at nature and all its simplicities and intricacies. The sky has always been your favorite -- you could never stop looking up. But you find yourself needing to see it all from your bedroom window too often. You can't go out, because you're weak.

Please eat. For them?

And then you have those two, keeping your mind always occupied. You never could tell them that you didn't eat because you didn't feel like you deserved to. Your stomach was so damn used to being empty it stopped minding so much. No one wants to heart that.

Just one piece of something. We'll take it little by little, girl. You'll be alright.