Honey Bee

thirteenth

.thirteenth letter

Taylor,

I kissed you when we decided to let each other go.

I kissed you because it was a strange form of an apology from me.

I never wanted to hurt you. I never wanted to make you cry after the time when I yelled at you. Because I thought your tears were just too precious to be shown to me.

Because I don’t deserve your tears.

You don’t deserve someone like me.

I don’t deserve someone like you.

We don’t deserve each other.

And for the first time, I didn’t know that it would leave me an utter agony. It was like hell, Taylor. It was hell trying to forget the four years we’ve been together.

So Taylor, I know you’re in college now. And I’m still stuck in this town. But I hope you’re doing great. I hope someone’s with you and treating you like how you deserve to be treated.

I’m an asshole letting you go, I know it.

And once again, I’m sorry. Though I know it was the hardest thing to say. Because you’d never know if a person is saying this to you dearly. But I am telling you right now, that I am terribly sorry.

I’m really sorry.

-Matt