I wrote every letter to you….

Where our realities existed only in a painted fantasy…

The loss of you…

Is a loss of air and heartbeats…

For so long all I could do was hold on and barely survive the day….

I replayed every memory like the scenes of my worst favorite movie….

No matter how I tried….

The beginning, middle, and end….

Was always the same…

Always the very same…

Down to the tiniest detail….

I always held out…

Hoping for…

A happy ending…

But that part….

The part where you finally saw the damage you did to me….

The part where you stopped hurting me….

The part where you stepped back instead of stepping forward to show me who would win….

Never came….

Never materialized…

I’m tired of running the old scenes….

I’m tired of telling myself I need this anymore….

Somewhere…

Somehow…

I found something….

Someone….

To finally live for….

But it’s not who you believe….

The love and hope and life….

Was always within…

Me…

Posted by:Lauren Kim

🦋 I write my own stories, breathing in life & love by my heart's endless daydreams.

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