Letters

12

an open letter,

here we are again, staring back at this empty space. i keep on looking on ways how to fill the emptiness that you once took up, how you once filled me with warmth almost everyday- and it pains me to realize that it isn't like that anymore.

you made me quit the habit i once had, and honey those habits weren't all that pretty. it left memories of which i hate to remember.

you completed and fixed the broken girl you met at first, making me whole and feel as if i was loved.

we promised to never change what we have; it seems like we never stuck with that promise.

it pains me to see that you're slowly changing and it hurts me even more that i can't do anything to prevent this.

my everything, you know that my love for you remains unchanging, but this time- i'm sorry.

i ran back to the habit i once promised you that i'll never do again; sadly, the reason is you.

-v.

lowercase intended.