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When all else fails, would you still stand tall? { unsent letters, untold stories }

Letter #0.15

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by wanderingcinderella

by wanderingcinderella

I thought I still liked you
Turns out, I only chased what you have
The freedom to choose
The strength to defy.

I thought I still loved you
But it was only the illusion of us
That made me stay so long
And hope for it to last.

I thought I'll hate you
Once you break and leave me
But I can't feel it in myself
To feel anything for you anymore.

– you once made me high, but you stoop so low I can't even be bothered to look down on what you've become