Grey,
It's been three days since you ended things. I've been trying to go to class, but it's been rough. I sit through lectures and I'll just start crying. I keep looking at the memories on my phone of us, trying to make sure that they actually happened. It doesn't feel like we're over. I still feel like I'm yours. Like I can't look at other people because it feels wrong.
You messaged me today, asking how I was. How do you think I am? How are you? Are you sad or even remotely hurt?
I saw you at the dining hall today. You were sitting with your friends. I was alone. I can't keep food down. I haven't eaten since that day. I probably deserve it though. I didn't make you happy. And then you left.
What are you feeling? Talk to me please, just give me a reason why you left. I need closure. Please.
I love you,
Ash
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letters to grey
Short StoryThese are letters I wrote to someone I loved, although they will never see them. I wrote these letter to help myself heal. Trigger warning: some of the content in this book discusses emotional abuse and sexual assault. Please read at your own risk...
