n.h , h.a , i.m ;
I'm sorry.
But last time I checked I wasn't yours to keep. Neither were you mine so what are we fighting about?
You let yourself fall in love with me. This wasn't my choice it was your doing. And I don't think it's fair to sit there and expect me to love you back like how you love me.
Love shouldn't be forced upon. It should come naturally; like how you naturally fell in love with me. Though it isn't technically a choice, you can fall out of love if and only if you allow yourself to.
Step 1 is to tear down those paintings of me from your mind.
Step 2 is is to remove that tattoo of my name across your heart.
Step 3 to remove me from your heart and soul.
I understand that you feel connected to me, but you deserve much more than me pretending to love you. You deserve someone who will love you as much as you love me.
So go out. Go look for your soulmate. For I can assure you that we are not meant to be.
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Unsent Letters.
Short StoryA handful of letters that will never quite get to its intended recipient. NO COPYRIGHT INTENDED.