____,
I know you said you want to make this work. That I mean too much to you to lose, but how can you say that and still manage to make me hate you.
You don't want to give up but I know that "giving up" is long overdo.
The strain between us has grown bigger and bigger with each passing day where we force each other to react.
Rile each other up only tear down whatever we felt till we're left with only shattered glass pieces of a facade. Pieces wedging into our minds. Shards stabbing into our pumping hearts.
Glass and thorns embedded in our skin.
How can you say losing me would break you when staying with you is killing us both?
I'm gone.
Go ahead and lay the blame but I'm done.
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Dear ____,
General FictionThese are letters written by the unknown and written for the unknown. Short and sweet. Deep and thought-provoking.
