Dear him,
It's been a few years, and I've finally come to terms that you don't love me. I always thought you'd come back to me when you realized you made a mistake with her. I realized it one day. I couldn't sleep so I got up and went to the balcony. I do all my thinking there, and write. I felt it deep inside. I knew you didn't love me the way I loved you, but you still did love me, for the time period. Even if you said those cruel words... I knew you still had feelings for me. Even if our happy ending wasn't so happy after all... Our sweet beginning was real...the times we hung out was real. We were both ourselves and you loved me for that. And I loved you for that. The day I saw you... I never thought that you were the one that would break my heart. And I never knew I would fall for you. It's funny how things turn out. It's funny how I was the one that ended up crying herself to sleep. I was the one who didn't leave her room for two days. I was the one who looked at herself in the mirror and was disgusted. I was the one broken. Broken-hearted. You weren't even mine but you hurt me. I made bad decisions and I regret them. I don't regret being with you. I don't regret the late-night talks. I don't regret the times. I regret falling in love with you in the first place. I regret not being able to move on from you. But it's okay, I've convinced myself. I've moved on from you. I'll find someone, like you did. I'll find someone who really deserves me. Il find someone who'll make me special. I'll find someone who loves me. I'll find someone that you never were. I'll find someone so worthy of my love that you'll regret leaving me in the first place. Because you just lost someone that you'll never be able to find again. Goodbye, and you knows? Maybe I'll see you again someday. And we'll both look back at how far we've come. And how that changed us. How we've become the people we are now.
P.S. I still love you.
Love,
Her
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Dear Him
RomanceThese are the things I will never tell the boy I love. Some things are better left unspoken. Maybe, one day I'll tell him everything I've wanted to... but not yet.
