September 25, 2022
Dear Rocco,
I'm sorry I cut our last letter so short. I promise I have more detailed feelings to let out in this one. So let's continue....
He's not perfect, no one is, but he's changed - not anywhere close to the guy I was talking to over a year ago. It hurts me to think that its time to let him go but it feels like I'm not wanted anymore - a feeling I'm used to.
Since we started talking, I picked up on a few of his bad habits, and as much as they made me mad to see him going through with them, I never forced him to change, I only told him how I felt. But not too long after I started to get this really nagging feeling, like he didn't care how I felt. I started seeing it more when he plain out lied to me about minor things, about things I knew - things he knew would make me upset. And then things started getting worse.
He started going out more, drinking more, partying more. All things he told me in the beginning he wouldn't - doesn't - do that often. We started arguing more and yet again it got worse. His words began to feel like sharp knives to my heart, even making me cry when I thought back on the conversations - something he never liked to see me do but always told me that I was the prettiest when I was.
I didn't see it it in the beginning - or maybe I was just too lovestruck (if that's the word I want to use) to see it. He was so perfect, so much like me, it was scary sometimes. I honestly thought I found my person, but like every good thing, it all has to come to an end someday.
YOU ARE READING
A Little Girl's Best Friend
PoesiaRocco is a bear that was named by someone who is really special to me. Writing letters to Rocco is my way of getting myself to open up about the harder times in my life that I wouldn't be able to talk to anyone about easily.
