• The Last Letter

    by  • November 14, 2010 • Letting Go, Lost Love, Love - Pure and Simple • 0 Comments

    I’m getting better.

    Not that you probably care, but that’s ok.

    I told you that I always had feelings for you despite knowing that you never had any feelings for me. And I still spend every single day wondering how we got this far, and wondering if things would be different if I had been less eager to be with you.

    I wish I hated you. I wish that I could hate you so that when I have see you I don’t want to just cry.

    But I don’t hate you. Not at all. Sometimes, I even wish we were still fuck buddies. But I’m wishing that less and less often.

    Because I’m getting better.

    Sincerely, me

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