Unsent Letters.

indignant.

m.a.

I debated wether or not I should keep you in my memory. I guess I was so enthralled by the thought of being loved that I failed to realize that you were leaving scars and bruises throughout the journey together. You left with so much anger in you. Your words did nothing but exacerbated the already existing problems. You were indignant towards everyone and everything in your surroundings and I can never understand why you were that way. All I can say is I'm glad you left, because what we had between us was toxic and without either of us realizing, we were hurting each other and slowly killing each others emotional perspective of love.

During the period when we were together, I slowly turned into a walking ghost, a forlorn figure wandering around aimlessly trying to figure out why I was feeling this way. You were never woeful to me, but after things ended, the words you had to say was enough to establish your woeful ignorance about anything and everything that had to do with me. You were in denial for the most part, though. But that doesn't matter because I knew deep down you know what I'm talking about, and that's all that really matters.

I felt like I learnt more about you after things ended rather than during our relationship. To be fair, what we had didn't really last that long anyway. But that's the thing I guess; you tend to pay more attention to the little things people do only after they've left.

Up to this day, I strongly believe you are sociopathic, but that could just be my own foul judgement. I hope you do well in whatever you decide to pursue, and I hope you find eternal happiness with someone who will actually make you a better person, because I certainly couldn't.

Goodbye.