Friday, September 30, 2011

Letters

Dear You,
I understand that you are unhappy. I understand that you aren't the best. I even understand that you can never be there for me...actually, I take that back. I will never understand that; And I don't care anymore. I'm done walking on egg-shells and pretending with you. I can't do it anymore. We're not friends...and we probably won't ever be. And I am okay with that. Now I need you to be okay with that. 
Love, Me

Dear You,
Why won't you just tell me? Are you ashamed? Scared I won't approve or will judge you for it? Well, guess what. I know. I know and yet, you still won't tell me. And you're right, I don't approve. But you have no reason to be ashamed and I have never judged you once. I wish you could trust me more.
Love, Me

Dear You, 
I wish you cared more. But I understand why you can't and why you had to leave. I just wish you could have over came it...for us.
Love, Me

Dear You,
Thank you for always being there for me. It means more than I can ever express... Thank you for never running out on me or judging me for my choices. Thank you for always sticking it out with me.
Love, Me

Dear You,
Stop being blind to your own problems and attacking everyone else s. I'm not a little girl anymore... Don't treat me like it.
Love, Me