Dear you,
You love her.
It's been a month since our breakup and you love her already.
So you actually never really cared did you?
Was it stupid of me to have a sliver of hope that you'd prove me wrong and say you actually cared as much as I did?
It's not fair.
We fall in love with those who don't give a damn about us and end up breaking because we have feelings and chose to express them.
I have an infinite number of flaws and by no means am I saying I'm a great person.
But why?
My only question is why?
Why did you lie?
Why wasn't I good enough to be loved by you?
Why do I still love you even after all the horrible things you've made me go through?
- 03.33 p.m.
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Dear You | ✓
Short Storyin which a broken girl writes letters to get over the ache of her first heartbreak