dear mom,
how could aaron not even help me?
how could he just stand there,
not doing anything,
and just watching me,
being tortmented?
why does aaron,
do this to me,
mommy?
why can't he just love me?
why can't he just hold m?
or talk to me,
like old times sake?
why can't he just not leave me,
and stay with me?
why does he leave me?
why does he leave me for emma?
why am i nothing more,
but just a friend,
to him?
mommy,
i want to beautiful,
i want him to love me.
i want to feel love!
i want to feel happiness!
i want to be with somebody.
i don't want to be hurt.
i don't want to c-cry anymore.
love,
ann
scribbled on a photo of aaron's face with fresh tear marks
YOU ARE READING
Dear Mom,
Short Storya girl sending letters to her mother. {lowercase intended} Short Story #131 on 6.4.14 cover created by @modestmuslimah
