Hello again. Yes, I’m writing to you.
I’m writing the things I can’t tell you even though I promised I’ll tell you everything.
I’m sorry I just can’t.
Because when I try to tell you I..I…
I’m just a coward okay?
I ear if i tell you how hurt I am right now you’ll leave because you’ll think its for the better.
I’m so scared and I don’t know who to turn to.
I’m so scared my love. So scared that if I show you my demons you’ll turn your back to me thinking that its your fault.
When its not.
I created my demons. I created them to follow me around and surround me everywhere I go.
I created them.
And I don’t have any control of them,
I’m sorry. This letter has no sense. I didn’t make it to be.
Just know that I love you.
Just know I’m trying.