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Special Delivery

• Brandon Arreaga •

                       ~ y/n ~

Seeing Brandon with some other girl hurts me I mean we've been together for like three years until he left me to join a band.

And forgot all about me and all the things we've done together. Every memory we made together seemed like it meant nothing.

And now it's time to write him a goodbye letter once and for all. Decided I wanted to do the old fashion way.

Didn't want no text or tweeting I wanted to make sure he knows how I feel. 

I hope these tears I cried on the paper don't dry before it make it to his side.

I want him to know what it feels like to know how my heart is done. I'm so tired.

I hope when he reads these words it hurts him too. I want him to know what it feels like to be forgotten.

"Hurry hurry please Mr. Mailman overnight it if you can I need you to feel me this is a special delivery"

Send it before he cleans up his act. Or before I take it back. This is a special delivery.

It's funny how words take a life of their own. When he said that he loves me I believed it but I was so wrong. In his arms I never felt so alone.

But now that I got myself back got my heart on track. I'm moving on.

Damn I really hope these tears I cried on the paper don't dry before it makes it to his side.

- Brandon -

I hear a knock on the door and I open it to see the mailman. And he looks at me.

"Special delivery for Brandon Arreaga?"