Dear you know who you are,
Its been a year a month and six days and I still find myself missing you, I cant tell why. You left me, you broke me, I cant believe you. Maybe its because we were never ''really''. That was the first time I hugged you back and you said see you next year. My ass, you never came back. So I spent the entire year, getting wrapped up in lies, bad friendships, and I wasn't the same. You left a good girl, and I think if you saw that entire year on tape, you would find that I did exactly what you did to me, to someone else. I also got wrapped up with a different guy who didn't even like me, at first i though the was just like you, but we became friends and I found out that yes, he has your sense of humor, he has you hair, and i thought that he would break me just like you did. He didn't, because his eyes weren't your eyes. I broke myself because I just crave for you more, I hurt myself and a guy and my friends, but never you, or him. Because you never cared, I like to think that all those song lyrics you would throw me in class meant something. Why else would you tell me not to act like its a bad thing to fall in love with you? I guess you were serious when you said it was a blessing or a curse. I should've know when you didn't know the next line after I threw it back to you with the line after what you threw on it. That was my red flag. Your favorite color was red too, everything you did was a red flag that made me love you more.
Love,
The girl with insomnia, you know who I am
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gOSH THIS WAS BEAUTIFUL.
I just wanna say girl its okay not to be okay sometimes but just remember, it'll get better. you'll see someone holding up the light for you to escape darkness and that light will glow forever, hold onto that hope. x
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