Dear... My Dream Man
Hey, how are you?
I am not fine, I know you wouldn't ask.
I keep on thinking about you. I am losing myself. Those times when I thought that you liked me were lies. I realised, you only do those sweet gestures because you know that I like you so much.
You made me feel that I was the prettiest girl in the room. You made me feel important and loved.
I believed in you. I fell in love with you a little more each coming day.
However, right now, I can feel my my heartache. I can feel my broken heart again shattering into the smallest pieces. I am bleeding. I cannot breathe.
Your sweetness, you caring about me, was fake.
Yet, I cannot stop thinking about you and me.
I hope to not see you again, ever. Because if I ever see you again, I might start to cry. And of course I will try to hold it back in front of you because I do not have any right to feel this way.
I hate myself for feeling this way.
Never again.
Everyday I pray for my healing, I hope to get through this.