a letter to my long lost crayons

Dear, old friend

i broke you. 

i ripped you apart

i used you up.

i lost you.

i threw you away.

i stopped wanting you.

i left you in that cardboard box in the basement. 

but i still love you.

i need you to put the color in my life

i need you to help me see things differently
i need you to help me love school again.

i need you to be my friend

i need you to be my trusted secret keeper. 

please forgive me.