Dear You,
I wish you understood me. I wish you see through me like you used to. But you and I both fear the ending we don’t want for each other and that is why we’re struggling to fight for what we have and what we’ve built throughout the years. But what if, that’s it. This is it for our story. Is this may be the ending? Are we just destined to be each other’s ‘the one that got away’?
Or maybe if we accept that this ending is for the best we can salvage what we still have. You’re always going to be…
I hope we get through whatever this is