TW: Breakup
I found the love letter I wrote for them.
It was for our anniversary.
It was nothing special.
Though it was to me...
I'll keep telling myself that.
It wasn't special.
It wasn't special.
It had buttons on a string, almost like a path, glued onto the page.
To represent our journey.
It had stars and a moon.
To represent all the nights I thought of them.
And all the nights we stargazed together.
There is wedding flowers.
Though I don't want to marry. Ever.
It represents that we were going to be together for as long as we could.
Turns out that wasn't for much longer.
It wasn't special.
That's what I tell myself.
.
.
.
It's burning tomorrow.
It wasn't special anyways.
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