Dear ______,
So...how've you been? Can I tell you how much I missed you?
I miss the way we where, the way I could blurt out anything, you'd do the same.
We still talk . . . but it feels so painfully distant.
May I explain how it kills me inside?
It's hard to believe it's really you . . .
I can't understand how it came to this . . .
I miss you so.
I hope you're doing well, you seem so down lately,
and that makes me sad.
Or perhaps you just feel you can't be as open with me anymore.
Somehow I feel it's my fault.
Is it because I fell for you? Was it because I was stupid enough to cling to you?
Or was it becuase I was too stupid to realize what true happiness was?
Please, just tell me what I did wrong, and how I can fix it.
I would do anything for you . . . you're my sister.
Dear __________,
I . . . I don't know what to say to you anymore . . .
I can't believe I fell for it twice, I was such an idiot.
And I suppose I still am, for I my heart still harbours those dispicable emotions.
Though my mind screams that you're a foul traitor.
That's what I want to believe so badly, but my heart whispers 'you know you care'.
And I do. But I think you make too many mistakes.
You see, I am weak. Emotionally, physically . . . mentally.
And being lead around on a leash is torturous.
I feel used.
I want to trust you, and to trust that you feel the way you say you do.
But I don't. And you don't.
I'm sorry I'm such a waste of your time.
Dear _______,
I just . . . can't even begin . . . to describe how much you've wounded me.
It's a strange wound, it may not be deep, but hearing your name twists the blade.
I met you . . . we talked . . .
Three days later you confessed you loved me.
I was skeptical . . . confused . . . unsure . . . and even a bit irritated.
You can't love me. You don't know me. I'm not who you think I am.
But you insisted it was love, you hung around for months, I went along and called you 'wifeh'.
You did so as well, deep down, I began to care for you deeply.
Maybe even like you more than friends. We had so much in common.
And you accepted me as a whole. You lifted me spirits, and you where there for me.
But one day . . . you called someone else you 'wifeh'.
You said you where through with me. You'd found someone else.
You claimed you didn't love me any longer, and that you didn't need me.
I watched silently as you and this new girl where together, exchanging lovey names.
I died inside. I wondered what I did to drive you away.
I did absolutely nothing. I was myself.
And you where yourself, someone who just jumps from one person to the next.
A flirt. A user. A player.
And then you came back, claiming you where wrong, and that you loved me so.
I didn't trust you, but let you do as you pleased.
And then you disappeared for a bit again, and now I foudn out you have a girlfriend.
I just don't know what to think . . .
But I know that for some odd reason, this hurt me.
And I know it shouldn't.
i'm at an all time low
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aaron • 22 • fnb • bi wlw
always open to trades, please send one!
seeking wishlist pets only
will most likely accept if pet is a double!
but you'll never know unless you try!
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