BROKEN PIECESđź’” FROM EDDIE (For LettersToHer)

"Let's talk about the unhealthy attachments of clinging to someone who has brought misery to us;

It may be too embarrassing to talk about and too much to bare,

But never refuse to face the trauma it has brought to you"


Dearest Lusitania;

This is the first and probably the last letter I am writing to you.

I'm writing with my heart torn, I am bleeding.

I have had people asking me "why I attach myself to moments that don't really belong?"

And I read somewhere that said;

"Every single pain is a lesson."

I believed that indeed it is,

Coz;

where you feel vulnerable-you are brave,

Where you feel puniness you are strong.

Someone said;

"One of the kindest things you can do for others is to show your effort."

But here I am, on the verge of madness, I am breaking apart; I wish someone would hold my hand and save me from the cold

to tell me I'll be okay.


I begged you to "hold me one more time, to tell me you loved me and be there" but you laughed out to my face.


I wonder how your heart is, have you found the love of your life yet?

do you ever remember me?

do I still make your heart beat out of your chest? Not any more right?


I realized I fall out of love with you

when I looked at our old pictures and couldn't

recollect anything about us.


I still remember the  day you walked away

from everything we built and burned down

everything in flames just because I said "I want my essence to be in pair with someone's intellectuality even in mundane and bizarre circumstances


So, I write to you for I now believe that

everything has come to an end eventually - The love we shared, the promises we made to each other.

And that I have packed up the trauma and have moved on.


With Love, Without Regrets

Eddie

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