Dear A,

I just want you to know 

that I couldn't even write to you what I actually wanted to say.

I'm crying because of you and so is my heart.

I've been feeling this brokeness from the moment I started writing.

Or maybe I have always been broken

And maybe I'm feeling this way because these words that I'm writing are to you.

Words that you'll probably never get the chance to to read or hear.

And that's what make my heart die a little more.

yours truly, 

J.