Write a Letter You Cannot Send

[EnochianGhost]

Dear anybody...
I am not okay. This smile, this calm...it's all an act. Terrible things, I cannot tell. I dare not tell...
I-I don't know what to do...I don't think I can do this much longer...

Nothing...just...nothing...*sigh*

[Dracanea]

Dear _____,
Why did you break her heart? My best friend loved you, you were her first boyfriend, and you smashed her. You sent her through an emotional rollercoster she should have never got on. All those break ups, all those get back togethers, they were an act. I see that now. After the break up, you have had about three new girls a month. I understand now. You are a selfish jerk who treats dating like a game. She is still healing emotionally, even after four months. I hope you learn to value women. I hope you get you heart broken, you deserve it.

From:
An Ex's Friend

[peachie.]

Dear my boyfriend's ex,
Why don't you leave? I hate you. Period. Done and over with. You act so sad just to get attention. But people don't know who you really are. You called me a s*** and a b**** behind my back. Oh and is it really smart to call me all that to my best friend? You didn't think she would come tell me did you? Well you were wrong. Now, you only have one friend in the whole school. Don't you see how whinning, asking every single guy out, and throwing fits makes you disliked? Why the heck do we have to share a same frickken birthday? Why couldn't you mom have a real labour instead of a C-Section then I could be more than six hours older than you. Anyways I am more mature than you by like....11 years? Bye.
Love,
The girl you called a b****

[-serendipity]

Dear Nick,

You left earth from a drunk driving crash. I told you never to drink; but you said "Oh, nothing bad will happen!". I proved you wrong. You were my best friend since high school. We had so much in common, but I never drank any alcohol, and you drank like no tomorrow. I helped drive you home after parties, bought you tons of bottles of Advil, helped you get through the loss of your break ups; and most importantly, I let you stay at my house..Until that dreadful night. What happened, I don't know. What went thorough your mind, I don't know. All I know, is you picked me up from my friends, drunk, and convinced me you were sober. You drove down the main highway of Helsinki. I remember seeing the speedometer go up. 100. 120. 150. After that, all went black. I woke up next to you, glass everywhere, and 1 beating heart. My beating heart. Foolishness I am, letting you drink me home drunk. I cannot blame you. I can only blame myself. Everyone said; Oh, hes in a better place! Frankly, I think earth was a better place. Now I lie here, thinking of my best friend. You are to be missed.

~Ville

[hanji]

Dear ____,

Your trying. I see that. I'll try too but i cant be to fjjxbhsshshsjsh i cant explain it. I still love you but your actions dont make up for words. I will accept this.


Love,
Your daughter

[Cirque]

Dear ___,

We were best friends. You'd tell me that you love me everyday, you'd tell me that you care about me, you'd want to hang out with me everyday, & you'd actually seem sad when I'd have to go home after hanging out. You used to call me gorgeous, & make me actually feel beautiful. You'd text me first all the time, you'd call me your best friend, you'd call me amazing, & you'd even say that I'm your favorite person in the world. You used to treat me like I was important. You used to make me feel loved. But now, everything's changed.

I'm lucky to see you once a week. I'm lucky to even get a reply out of you. You act like a douchebag. You don't even seem to care.
The last time you seemed like you cared, was when you saw the cuts on my wrists and asked to see them. I refused. I said my cat scratched me. I know you didn't believe me, I know you knew I was lying. For a moment, it felt nice feeling like you cared about me again. But the disappointment in your eyes when you looked at me was enough for me to want to take my sizzors to my wrists right then & there.

Everyone wonders why I stay friends with you. I don't blame them, they all know you do bad things. Drink. Smoke. Get high.
They all think you're going to influence me, they all think I'm crazy for still trying to be friends with you. They don't know why I do it, though.

I'm the only one. Only I know what could possibly motivate me to be friends with a guy like you. A guy I still love.
You treat me like I deserve to be treated, & no one else does. They treat me like I'm perfect. They're so unbelievably wrong.
That's why I love you so much. Not only do you see through me, to how I really am, but you've stuck with me & the monster I am for the past seven years. Half my life, you've been there. For better or for worse. So why would I desert you, even if you've deserted me?

You might've left me with a broken heart, but at least now it's shattered & it can't be broken any further.

xoxo,
Cirque

[Fat Unicorn]

Dear ______,
I told you how I felt. What you put me through. One type of pain was quite extreme. You know that I've had bad childhood experiences and ongoing experience of it. To know that you would rather never see the light of day again than talk to me one last time is..... I don't know what to call it, except that you're losing me through the cold dread I feel every time I see your name. This is yet another perfect example of why I never should have talked to you on October 13th. Don't kid me, I still care and love you, but it's fading. It's being dimmed by my fear of you.

-Fatty

[Another World]

Dear _______,
I think about you all the time so please show something, so that I know you care.

Love Another World

Dear ________,
I can't say this to your face because people who we don't want to see will see so,
I'm so scared for your Dad, Brother and Marley. They seem fine but I don't know, will they be?
Also 10 Days!!!!
You're always with your friend, who I really like , but I wish it was just us. Also I wish she didn't give you a bigger easter egg :p.

Love, Another World

[InfinityOnHigh]

Dear Z,

I can't date you. I'm sorry, but I can't. Today, during history class, you asked me out. Honestly, I don't know what I was thinking. Maybe I just wanted a boyfriend. Maybe I just wanted somebody to make me feel okay. But I can't take solace in a relationship that wasn't meant to be. I'm sorry. I have to break up with you, but I don't know how. I guess all I can do now is take J's advice. I'll find a way.
It's not that you did anything wrong. You didn't. But I'm in love with someone else. He's the one that took my heart. Not you. I'm sorry. Goodbye.

-L



Dear J,

Thank you for giving me advice. I know we haven't been as close friends lately, but you came through. Thank you. You always know exactly what to say.

-L



Dear ____,

You are incredible. Just so damn incredible. I can't help staring at you during algebra. Your eyes sparkle so much, and your smile just totally makes me melt, even though it isn't directed at me. I wish it was you that had asked me out, not Z. You're the one that I care so much about. You are so f**king gorgeous. You're just perfect. Your eyes, your smile, your laugh, even your hair... I swear I could go on all day. But you don't think of me like that. And that's okay, because you can't control what you feel and who you feel it for. Just know that I really do love you. I don't care that people say that you can't know what love is when you're in junior high. Because, honestly, I think I might.

-L

[chewnicorn]

Dear _____,

I feel horrible.
Everyone was beating you up
J___ stole your shoes and tossed them toward me
I, thinking it was for some reason funny, hid them under the seat
But now I see you walking home, face blotchy and red
No shoes, but still working your way through the rain.
I'm sorry
Though you did bully me when I was younger
I don't know what went through my mind
Maybe it was to make you feel when you took all my pride away, by punching me repeatedly in my face
You were only getting flicked
But the whole bus was laughing
So I did more than get even...
I went further too far
Because being humiliated by 20 or so people
Versus
Being hurt when no one was looking.
Maybe that's why I was hurt, because no one could see and help me
But in your situation, everyone could see, but no one helped you.
Maybe it's because the way you act
Maybe that's why you think those people are your friends
Trust me, they're not
Find some people who you can trust not to beat you up
And now the whole scene from when you were screaming at M____ to get off you
To when you walked home with your head down, no shoes, in the pouring rain.
I feel so horrible.

The truly regretful,
Rocky158