Dear Demian,
I don't know if this is how it's suppose to be. I shouldn't be thinking that one minute I love you and the next I hate you. I shouldn't feel like an animal in a trap. That's how I feel though. So, I'm asking you to let me go. To move one, find someone else to love. Because I can't be that person anymore. It hurts to much. As I'm writing this I'm thinking about all the fun we had and the good things we did. Then I wonder how I got to this point, the point of not knowing if I love or hate you. I don't know what happened, but I do know that this thing we have is falling apart. I don't have anything to keep it together. At least nothing I know of. The last thing i'm asking you to do is don't blame yourself.
I'm sorry for writing a tear stained letter to say goodbye. I just didn't have the courage to talk face to face. I guess i've become that little scared girl who runs again.
Love, EnnaEnna. Her name and the letter she wrote me stick in my head. She was my piece of sunshine and now she is gone. She left everything behind. She didn't even take her good luck charm that her grandma gave her. Enna, my sweet little Enna. Gone for good I think. Once she runs, she doesn't come back. Perhaps this was for the better. If the letter states her true feelings then she was unhappy. If running and leaving me makes her happy, I won't chase after her. No matter how big the temptation.
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Sweet Pain
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