I think your letter is going to be the hardest to write
I am not really sure what to say to you anymore
this
this is
heartbreak
I don’t have enough words
to capture
what it feels like
to lose a man
like you
my best friend
the love of my life
the man I thought I would walk down the aisle to
you were my rock
but what happens when your rock slowly fades away?
you fall.
you fall.
you fall.
and you keep on falling
over and over and over and over and over again
bruised
mangled
and just plain tired
tired of not
being loved
tired of not
being appreciated
tired of not
being a priority
tired of not
being anything more
than a second thought
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 11:26 PM UTC
I think your letter is going to be the hardest to write
I am not really sure what to say to you anymore
this
this is
heartbreak
I don’t have enough words
to capture
what it feels like
to lose a man
like you
my best friend
the love of my life
the man I thought I would walk down the aisle to
you were my rock
but what happens when your rock slowly fades away?
you fall.
you fall.
you fall.
and you keep on falling
over and over and over and over and over again
bruised
mangled
and just plain tired
tired of not
being loved
tired of not
being appreciated
tired of not
being a priority
tired of not
being anything more
than a second thought
part three of a six part series of letters I wrote to all of the men that broke my heart and took a piece of it with them
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