Used to be that I counted the minutes til I saw you. Young and foolish. Have I become that woman? The one that warns young girls of the mistakes they're making? The warnings that I didn't listen to? I miss who we used to be so much. I miss us. I wish we had worked out. I wish you put in the effort. I wish I was smart enough to leave. I wish I didn't waste my life, my youth on you. I had so much potential. You drained me dry and I am done with it. I've been done with it for a long time I think but I guess I really am stupid because I'm only really realizing this right now. I used to hate being apart from you. Now I can't stand for you to look at me. You aren't the same and I'm not either. We changed but we didn't change together. You've caused me so much stress and it just got worse every time we were together, because you were never really here, maybe you were in the beginning but for years now you haven't belonged to me like you used to. I used to command your attention, you said that in your own fucking vows how is it that only a few years later you don't even notice when I'm making a fool of myself for you to look my way. We burnt out and I think we've been in denial.
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My Dear Husband
RandomShe loved him too much He was amazing and terrible - This story is the unsent letters of a woman who had her heart shattered too silently to notice
