I know you still talk to her. I know you tell her she is sexy. I know you see her after work sometimes. Do you know I know? Why did you ask me to marry you if you can’t fully commit to me and our child? Will you ever stop seeing her? Will I ever
Read more →M, Earlier this year, at a stake dance, my best friend told me to ask you to dance during a slow song. I was too afraid. So I sat to the side and watched you put your arms around another girl. She was beautiful. Thin. Intimidating to me. I sat and watched all my friends
Read more →To avoid an extremely long story, I’m leaving out all the complex details. I just need to share my feelings. I’ve been in a 13 year relationship. It’s all wrong. It’s failing. If that wasn’t hard enough to deal with there’s another tiny problem. Six years ago I went back to school. I met a
Read more →I like the idea of writing letters to you, however morbid it may be–because everybody knows we’ll never belong in each others’ lives again. That’s alright, we’ve always been the others’ invisible friend. For the first time in a year I have too much free time on my hands to get away with ignoring the
Read more →Dear anyone, I’ve begun questioning everything lately. Especially anything having to do with relationships. What is love? I’ve been in relationships and there have been ‘I love you’s exchanged, but I’m starting to doubt whether I’ve meant it. How can you mean something, but be unable to understand it simultaneously? Is that possible? Perhaps the
Read more →I miss you. I cry myself to sleep every night. I lay in bed and remember everything about you. I remember your smell. Your sweet, sweet smell. I remember your eyes. Your pretty, pretty blue-green eyes. I remember your smile. The smile that shocked me, not only because of its beauty, but because of its
Read more →You’ll never see the light of day, and I am so sorry. I don’t want to go through with this, but I have no other options. I can’t have a baby now. I couldn’t support you my angel. All I can think of is the person you would be. I see me holding you and
Read more →I know this is all my fault… I should never have said anything, and I should never have told anybody. Everyone is angry now, and it’s all my fault. I yelled at him to stop being mean, and I WAS disrespectful, and I know that. I wouldn’t be WRITING this letter now if I thought
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