A letter from high school. Oh the torn love of my past. The Romeo and Juliet of it all. Someone I will always hold dear.
I am sorry my dear, I must be brief. I am writing this letter in return for relief.
In exchange for my love, you’d put your life on pause. But my love, my dear, cannot live by your laws.
Guilt, this time, won’t make me give in. I can’t let you believe that this time you’ll win.
I know that at night, you cry yourself dry; In hoping someday, you won’t have to try.
Try to be accepted, loved, and understood. Know that I’d love you if only I could.
We, you and I, are reflection of each other. Apart we cry out that we need one another.
Do not base love on these things alone. Peeking through your actions the truth is shone.
When your desperate heart has released its cries. You feed lonely girls with sad loving lies.
I have been one of them to eat from your hand. Now I see through you and I’m beginning to understand.
Your plan has backfired, you can’t turn around. You’ve hopelessly fallen and you’re waiting to hit ground.
You love what is lost, and you always go back. To the one you don’t have for the thing that you lack.
Instead of building onto what you now hold. You try to buy back what you’ve already sold.
You’re afraid to love anyone new. Perhaps that would be too much work for you.
Let the others in, I’m setting your heart free. To benefit you and benefit me.
If you remember just one thing I’ve said, let it be the line that last you will have read.
You put me on the pedestal, she is in your arms.
Neither one of us can protect your heart from harm.
Love Always.
Me
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