Dear you,
You're a prick.
I hate you.
I hate you so much that it hurts.
I hate you for giving up on me.
For not loving me back.
For treating me like a toy you can just give away to others because you think I have no feelings.
Everytime people I don't like talked to me I remember how you used to defend me.
How you used to say you wanted them to leave me alone because you wanted me to be happy.
What happened to us?
It hurts.
It hurts so much.
I'm trying to convince myself that I hate you but all I really want is for you to protect and care for me again.
- 10.46 p.m.
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Dear You | ✓
Short Storyin which a broken girl writes letters to get over the ache of her first heartbreak