You are absolutely loved.
So loved and cared about by so many people.
Yet you think you're unloved.
You think you're unloved and for some reason you don't understand how much you are.
Because of that one person.
The one person you want to be loved by.
But you're not.
But he doesn't.
He doesn't love you.
He said "I love you", you fell for those 3 words.
You fell for those 8 letters.
You thought you were special.
You think you're special.
But you know, deep inside you, you know it meant nothing.
You said it. You said it to him, only to him and with meaning, from your heart. You said it as a thank you for saving me. Thank you for helping me smile when it seems implausible.
He said it. He said it like he says it to every other fan, from the heart but when you think about it, meaningless. He said it as a thank you for supporting me. Thank you for helping me live my dream.
It's not the same kind of "I love you" and you know it.
You can deny it.
I can deny it.
But we both know it's true.
He doesn't love you. (,:
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this was a letter to myself.
I wrote it from one part of me to another.
one part of me wants to believe otherwise while the other part knows the truth. The truth hurts. You can deny it,but it's still the truth.
I basically wrote this for me so idk from what pov each one of you chooses to see this lol
but I hope y'all enjoy it and if you relate than cool hahah
