Dear Rose

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Dear Rose,

Really?

I had to see you again?

I had to go through the pain of thinking some how you came back for me.

But no.

I'm still on this hell you call earth!

Why do I keep seeing you?

It used to be only when I was in danger.

Now I see you everywhere.

In pictures.

In other people.

In the mirror.

Most of all in my scars.

I don't know why I see you in my scars?

Maybe it's because of the pain you went through.

Or that you leaving me is the biggest scar I will ever have.

I hate that you left.

But I now I understand why you did.

You couldn't take it.

The pain.

The hate.

The distance between us.

Why did you have to be so far away.

So many times talking to you though the screen and wishing I could just jump right through it.

To save you.

But also to save me.

I knew that if we had the chance to be together we would be so happy.

We could block out the shitty world and let it just be you and me.

We both knew that we would never fall in love with any men because let's face it we are crazy.

So we knew it would just be you and me Rose.

That would be okay though.

That would be all I need.

No fancy cloths or shoes.

No huge mansion or expensive cars.

And I knew that you only needed me to.

Just me and you, the not three but two musketeers.

But I guess now it's just me.

I wish I could just be with you.

But that won't happen will it?

Anyways.

I'm gonna start going to this support group tomorrow.

I don't want to but I guess I will have to because of my stupid shrink.

She still doesn't know about you Rose.

No one does yet.

And I don't think anyone ever will.

Well I guess that's it for today.

Love, M