Dear Abigail,
Sherry messaged me about you, she was worried about you. That's a thing that always struck me as odd about you. Everyone cares about you but you never see that. Most of the time you look like you don't care about anything. Only when it's convenient to care. Why is that Abi? And why do you want me to call you Abi? Is it because David called you Abi? Was it disappointing I wasn't David? Sometimes I miss you but not the normal kind of miss. The kind where I want to ask how you're doing but I don't want you to know how I am doing. I only want to listen. Sometimes i imagine you missing me but then i remember, you fall in love all the time. It's such a regular thing for you. I feel like most things that are special to everyone else don't mean a thing to you. That's so weird because then what does mean something to you Abi? I know you cry and you think about death and sometimes you want to die or maybe all the time, but what do i know. You made me feel miserable, truly miserable.
02, July 2022
I think I'm ready to stop thinking about you finally.
YOU ARE READING
Letters unsent
PoetryAnonymous letters written to those who have broken the heart of a 14 year old boy. Letters who have never been delivered. Letter boy secretly wrote letters to people ad never gave them out. Short letters. New publisher (looking for feedback)
