trust

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Dear You,

        I fingers quiver and shake when I think about our trust that we had. It was so strong. As if we were streaching a rubber band for miles and none of us let go. 

When we just became teengers, I remeber that there wasnt a care in the world when it came to you. You had my secrets, and I had yours. No pinky promises needed. 

You kept my promie of never sharing the dreams that I had. The dreams that I would run away and never look back. That one day WE would run away together. Those were the dreams that I had. 

Then, when we were older, I think that rubberband became hard for you to hold, because in my head I resented you. I heasitated what I told to you, becasue latley it seemed that my secrets werent worth anything to you, and you could care less.

That broke me so much.

You were the only one who had my secrets.

An the day befor we let go of the rubber band, I told myself that I could never trust you. You became so distant to me, and it ached my heart so much, that I could never tell you what was on my mind.

Please, tell me

when can we get that rubberband back 

Love always,

me

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