Dear heart, Brain and I are broken apart and I can’t help but think I shouldn’t be alive for what I did to you. Words can’t explain what I wanna say, just wanted you to know that everything said was me but it wasn’t me at the same time, the outer shell took over.
I also wanted you to know that I made it. I got out. I’m in the place I belong.
I’m glad you burned that pendent because I guess it wasn’t worth the plastic it was made out of. I am crying as I write this but I know it doesn’t touch the diamond of sorrow I have created in your life and even thou it doesn’t mean much I love you. I hope that we can be aquatintences
Please, write back soon.
—E