My last letter to him.
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emmahernndezI love kind people. INFP.
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My last letter to him.

by emmahernndez

It wasn't my fault.

I worked so hard on myself to be willing to say that without feeling guilty: It was not my fault.

But it wasn't yours either.

Our feelings of loneliness are so alike, but we convinced ourselves that we could make each other feel accompanied.

You realized sooner than me that being alone with another person who also feels alone doesn't bring anything but more loneliness.

I'm not here to tell you to fuck yourself because I still love everything about you. Even the things I never agreed with you. I love them.

I'm here to tell you that maybe it's time for me to let you

It's been almost a year and it's time to let you go.

I wish I could dream of you every night because when I didn't appreciate you enough, I did it. So why can't I now?

You once told me:

"You dream about the things you desire the most."

And I believed you. I believe you. And I miss you so much.

I still have that notebook in which I used to write you everyday. And I'm afraid you'll never reach to read it. You'll never read anything I wrote with every piece of my broken heart... for you.

And I used to believe you'd do once because I was... well, I am, naive. Kinda stupid.

I also used to daydream about sending you letters. I used to daydream so much that one day you'd give me a hug and everything would be okay.

But it's over.

Over much earlier than I thought it would ever last.

And it's okay, B. I forgive you. And I'm giving you my heart and setting it free at the same time. I'm grateful I ever had you in my life.

I don't have any much to say, so... Goodbye, BS. With love, Em.

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