** This is a note I wrote on Facebook on December 28, 2011. I read it and it reminded me of why I wrote it to begin with. Memories. **
Write a Note?
How about I write a letter?
Cuz I don’t think a note can grasp what I need to get out
I’m so frustrated with people who I love who care so little about themselves,
I’m emotionally drained?
And you want me to write a note?
Why?
They probably never will read it,
Never even see it,
I feel like I’m wasting my time…
Write a note?
Nah here’s a letter:
Dear (Insert Name):
I don’t understand how you don’t love yourself,
I don’t understand how you can’t see what I see,
But I’m hurting so much,
Because when you hurt I hurt,
I love you more so I can love you through you not loving yourself,
I know you’ve heard it a million times,
But my heart hurts because I have to pull away,
Because loving you has me slacking on me,
So I’ll give you space to see what I see.
Love (Insert Name)
Fuck writing a note,
I wrote you a letter!!
Unreservedly Me 
How did this letter make you feel after you re-read it?
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Like I had tried in that moment. I really did all I could and in was justified in my actions after I made my choice.
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