𝟐𝟒 ❪ 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. ❫ 𝒆𝒏𝒈.

none of these "letters" is truly what i want to write to you. i know i'm not good at this; maybe if you had fallen in love with a poet, this vulgar fragment would reach some kind of magnificence worthy of you.

i'm sorry if these words sound hollow from wherever you're reading them.

you were the person who filled my life the most. i don't want you to think i'm being selfish or insincere, because you're one of the few people i never wanted to lie to about who i really was.

however, it's been so long since i was myself that i can barely find the right words. everything feels strange, as if it were someone else saying it and telling it in poor diction and ease to someone who isn't you.

but even so, i have to try to say goodbye somehow. i don't want to keep this thorn lodged in my chest, the one with your name on it, the one that hurts a little more every day.

─────── s.g.