⋆⌗𝒯𝑜 𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝒲𝒽𝑜 𝒮𝒽𝑜𝓌𝑒𝒹 𝑀𝑒 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 ⌗⋆Ⓟⓞⓔⓜⓢ⋆⌗

𝓕𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓜𝔂 𝓟𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓥𝓲𝓮𝔀

I met someone, 

A stranger, 

A glimmer of light in the depths of my broken heart. 

Their presence offered a solace, an escape from my pain. 

Little did I know, their touch would be a mere illusion, a temporary fix.

I clung to them, 

Seeking solace, 

A temporary escape from my pain. 

But as I delved deeper, I realized that I was using them as a means to an end. 

Their presence became a bandage, covering up the wounds that refused to heal.

They pleaded with me, 

Their eyes filled with sincerity, 

Their voice filled with hope. 

But my heart hardened, and my resolve strengthened. 

I distanced myself, hoping to silence their pleas, to erase their presence from my life.

Every year, 

Like clockwork, 

I receive a message. 

A reminder of the past, of memories long buried. 

With each passing letter, my remorse fades further, replaced only with a growing sense of detachment.

I have no regrets, 

No remorse. 

I have learned from my mistakes, and have grown stronger because of it. 

The scars left behind serve as a reminder of the journey that led me to where I am today.