I put up a fight. And you told me that you'd would always fight to keep us. Yeah. You really fought hard. (I'm being sarcastic FYI.)
I actually cared. Do you realize how hard I cried that night? I was an idiot for ever letting you in. I ignored all the warning signs which was stupid on my part.
She was right to think that you're a player. Three girls in two months? And I'm sure there were other attempts.
You've damaged me. Did you know that?
There are times, now since we stopped talking, that I just shut down. I don't want to speak to even the closest people to my heart. And they love me. And they worry about me. And it makes me feel like a terrible person because I ignore their attempts to reach out to me because I'm just...
Sad.
And I don't know why but I do know that you're the base cause.
You told me you wouldn't break my heart and I guess I'm the idiot because I let you.
We don't even talk anymore and I honestly don't even want to but for some reason you're under my skin and I want you out.
Now.
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Letters to No One
Non-FictionLetters to people who have either badly hurt me or made my life better. No in between.