The Last Letters Of Vanessa

letter fifteen

dear you,

i haven't slept in 2 days.

but somehow, i don't feel anything.

i don't feel the reckless amounts of exhaustion piling up on me.

perhaps, the exhaustion just becomes a part of you.

maybe you accept it that way.

so now when i walk down the halls, i walk with my head high.

because you can't destroy me, not anymore.

you can't destroy something
that is already ruined.

v.r