A Simple Letter.
This is just a simple letter, one that holds pieces of my pain and also of my faith.
These are just a series of sentences strung together and addressed to the holder of the fragmented pieces of my heart.
These are just words, words that mean different things to different people.
This simple letter probably will make you think of someone that someone isn’t my someone but he held the same power over you.
He kissed you with the same surreal brilliance that captivated you so deeply.
He looked at you in a way that stirred a place inside your soul you didn’t know existed.
He told you that he loved being with you and you believed him.
He isn’t the same man but to him you cry the same words.
You and I are also different but we are the same.
We have the same heart or rather what is left of it and for that reason I hope this letter brings you some kind of complex sense of comfort.
I hope this letter helps you understand that you are not alone in this beautiful land of heartbreaks.
That we tip toe through with the complete notion that it feels like an intriguing game and a horrifying war zone all wrapped in one.
I hope it also gives you a faith in love that I have established in the rubble of my lost relationship.
I suppose that makes this simple letter rather complicated.
That is because the unending power of love itself is the only piece of life that is truly simple.
There are some things you just can’t do.
There are some things you just have to move forward with.
Wanting and trying to make things right with the heartless manipulator is one of them.
There is no making things right with them.
You distance yourself, cut him off and go no contact for a reason.
There should be no guilt in you trying to protect yourself from the pain you had to endure with him and away from him.