She writes this in hopes that it’ll help her.
She’s tired
Tired of crying almost every single day and night
At the thoughts of him
The thought of his smile
The thought of his rambunctious energy
The thought of his quiet side
The way she was held so tight and close
all night long
That she actually thought she was finally safe
Even with sweat pouring
over the 2 over body heat
for some reason he never letting go
The thought of oh god what’s going to come out of his mouth today such as
“Time to @@@@ todays @@@@“
After realizing it was just infatuation for him
but the complete opposite of her
She cried ever more.
She couldn’t stop the tiers from running down my face
no matter how incredibly hard she tried.
What’s worse is she never hurd/known anyone with a similar name personally till he
Now daily
everywhere she goes and turn someone introduces themselves with his name
passing through their lips
She thinks It finally got easier as of today
She didn’t want to run
Cower away to the closest privet place and burst into tiers at the sound of his name
It only took her a few weeks
She haven’t cried that hard since her daughter was kidnapped so long ago
The feeling of endless downing
Like her heart was ripped out of her chest
Left bleeding without a care in the world
She’s thankful for the final lesson
The experimental joke since meeting on April fools
Yes that’s the day they met
The day the longest joke was played on her
What is the joke you may ask?
That you were just an infatuation
And love is only an illusion
She’s now putting those walls back up
With the determination like never before
that she will no longer allow anyone to pass through it again.
She will distract herself
Maybe travel the world
And keep love at bay
Take what she wants
When she wants
Without remorse, regret
And never apologize for it.
Tonight she grabs the bucket and mop
Picks up the pieces of her heart
Leaves disheveled as a constant reminder
Mops clean THE LAST OF HER BLEEDING HEART
And thank him for her last and final lesson