An open letter to the boy who led me on

"I always get myself in to this mess. I always let him tell me I am beautiful and half believe it. I always jump thinking he will catch me at the fall. I am hopelessly a lover and a dreamer and that will be the death of me." Dear you, I'd like to start off [...]


I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke

"You don't get to call me a whore. When I met you, I thought I had found the person that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done. All the boys and all the bars and all the obvious daddy issues, who cares? I was done. You left me. [...]

Moving on???

"You were the most beautiful thing I'd ever felt. And I was convinced you'd remain the most beautiful thing I'd ever feel. Do you know how limiting that is? To think at such a ripe young age I'd experience the most exhilarating person I'd ever meet. And I'd spend the rest of my life just [...]