How recklessly did I trust you. How recklessly I jumped into your cause. Now I lie awake at night, sometimes in tears, sometimes in numbness.
Tonight I wrote the letters that I thought I've let go, but the quiver in my chest still pains me. It's incredible what your words could do to me. How they push me to the brink of my own demise.
I can't believe you've haunted all my weekends since the last time we spoke. Forgiving is easy, letting go is easy, but the wound is still healing, forgetting takes time.
Never again. Never again.
It's not completely blank that you'd get lost, nor is it filled with adjective it ran down your imagination battery. This blog serves as a space for my impromptu writing. Fiction. Most of the posts has nothing to do with each other-unless prompted. Enjoy.
