to him,
recently, i've been thinking about why you left. replaying my every action, every word. did i do something wrong? if i did, please tell me.
could it really be that you just drifted away from me? a simple case of losing interest?
is that even the answer i want to hear?
if i walked right up to you and asked you for a proper explanation, would you tell me?
you've spent so long pretending i don't exist that maybe you'd just look right past me.
i miss you.
i miss you so, so bad.
what did i do wrong?
with love,
c
YOU ARE READING
a story about me (and you)
Short Story"things she never got to say, things he never got to hear" in which a broken soul writes to the one who used to be her everything
