This is the last letter I'll be posting today, the last two will follow soon. Hope you enjoy :)
Dear Matt
It's been three weeks since you kissed me and you still haven't talked to me.
I stopped seeing my therapist two weeks ago.
She was wrong, these don't help.
I let someone in and all it did was hurt me.
I don't take my medication anymore.
It doesn't help.
I feel like I'm made of glass.
And at some point I was smashed to pieces, but I picked them up and put them back together.
Then I was smashed again and I put myself back together.
But it just keeps happening.
Every time I think it gets better, I break again.
I wonder when I'm going to finally give up.
Or maybe there will be a time when there are no pieces left to put back together.
Now might be that time.
Or it's me giving up.
Either way, goodbye.
Rose
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Letters To You
Teen Fiction"I suppose some of us are just meant to be alone. Forever"
