I miss you, I miss you so much, I cry nearly every night. I'm sure you would be too, if every one seemed to be against you. And nobody wanted to forgive you.
you want to know what it was like those days you weren't there?
It was an empty void where I knew you were wrong that if I .... if i am... you know , pregnant with your kid that you should be there like you had as a father. Like i never had.
And I know I shouldn't have ever said anything to your father. I know it was selfish. But so were you. So i guess it matches perfectly. But that's not the point. I wanted to love you forever. I thought you loved me but I guess you didn't.
And I remember just about everything you gave to me, virginity included. Love is a strong word that describes exactly how I feel. I should've known that you were a player. That you would leave me. Despite everything I ever said to you! A wise one aid to me when they saw you, "That boy must feel pretty special to be with you." You know. I don't have to say any of this. Because all of this burns inside of me. And I've thought of you every single day! If I am being honest... i miss you and i want you back. but you don't want me. You're just like the rest of them.
and like my therapist i have, now, says "And how do you fucking feel about that?!" And yes she does say this. And I need that... not you.
YOU ARE READING
BOOK OF LETTERS
Short Storythis is a compilation of little letter to the boys who have hurt me... this is mostly exes but there is some that i felt needed to know something. even if they never would read these. so i guess, enjoy?
