A letter can speak what is left unspoken.
From a broken heart,
I don’t know why we grew apart maybe because we were not meant to be.
Maybe the universe didn’t want us to be together, maybe everything went wrong between us that separated us into two different worlds.
Maybe because all the lies I was surrounded with.
And now when everything is gone then I’m scared.
I’m scared of feeling that broken, sunken heart of mine felt.
I’m scared to feel the pain when somebody breaks my heart.
I’m scared of crying myself to sleep, where there’s no one to hear my cries.
I’m scared of losing all my confidence again.
I’m scared that I won’t be able to smile again.
I’m scared that I won’t be able to trust anybody.
I’m scared of getting hurt again.
I’m scared that I won’t be what I was before.
I sometimes want you to come back to me again but no, don’t come back to me, you will bring back loads of shit and memories.
And the worst thing you will bring back is feelings, you will bring back them too, so I don’t want you to come back to me ever again maybe because I may do the unthinkable of possibly falling in love again but I’m scared of falling in love too.