to him,
you know, if i had the chance to start this all over, i would still choose to meet you again.
even through all the pain, you did make me happy once.
you shaped me into who i am now, taught me how to grow, how to let go, how to move on.
and for that, i am eternally grateful.
i know our time is up, and has been for a long, long time now.
i'm storing the broken pieces of "us" away now.
this is the last time i'll ever write about you.
goodbye, my (ex) favourite person.
without love,
c
YOU ARE READING
a story about me (and you)
Truyện Ngắn"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
