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I did it. Finally.

After seeing it again, opening that box full of his belongings, I couldn't stop thinking about him again. I saw everything I had put in it, including a small note that I put in when I decided to let him go.

" I'm putting away all your stuff to help me let you go..
06 December 2009
I loved you.
I miss you.
I'm letting you go.

And I'm sorry for wasting your time...

- Love cannot be forgotten. It can only be ignored long enough until ignoring it becomes a routine. "

After a day of fun with friends I haven't talked to in a very long while and a day of trying to avoid him as much as I can, I gave it to him with a big sigh. Avoiding eye contact, I handed it to him with anger and regret.

I got into the bus for home feeling angry and hurt. There was a small pinch in my heart, a constant feeling of emptiness and pain. I didn't know how to accept it. I felt weak.

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