Dear Q,
You are a coward. You. Are. A. Coward. It's been 6 years. 6 years! And we are on the sixth. How come? How come you can't bring yourself to at least try and grab my attention. I know you aren't shy You are able to choose so many over me, but I know I'm not crazy. I'm not. We have something, and I know you know it too. When are you going to confront it? When are you just going to try, because I've stopped long ago.
Sometimes I can't help but hate you, and other times... well, I think otherwise... But that's not the point. The point is I'm done. I'm tired of thinking what could be. I can no longer go after you, I just can't. My soul can't be tied down any longer. I think the only way for that to happen is to go from whatever I feel for you, to hating you. But i guess by hating you, I'm still giving you a sort of power over me. That's not going to happen, I can't even give you the slightest of attention,, or Ill fall back to the way things were between us. However the hell they were.
So here's what I'm trying to say. You are a stranger to me now. You are just another kid walking past me in the crowded hallways of the school.
So many times I've wanted to forget you. You and I never were anything anyways. Not friends... lovers...
I won't ever look you in the eyes as I have before. I won't care if you tried (for the first time) to pull me back in again. I won't.
It's honestly so tiring writing these letters for you only for you to never receive them.
Good bye now.
Don't look for me again.
-Birdie #1
ALB's Advice: I know you want him to read this so bad. But you go girl, if he refused to connect with you, you are probably better off with out him.
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