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A breakup letter

You won't be missed.

By Tressa RosePublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
A breakup letter
Photo by Álvaro Serrano on Unsplash

I remember the first time we met

Cure for the broken heart you were.

Your touch was that of the warmest blanket

Wrapping my whole body

Embrace of an angel.

~~~

It was like we were meant to be

The perfect match.

You made me feel like I was unstoppable

And helped me forget my troubles,

You had gotten under my skin.

~~~

You were my brown sugar

I was your damsel to be rescued.

Two bulls

Breaking China

But it was never going to last.

~~~

At first

You helped me fix my problems,

But before I knew it

You became the cause.

~~~

Putting a wedge between me and my family

Making me lose any feelings of self-worth

A vile poison

Deep in my veins

~~~

Pretty powder

Fed with silver spoons.

Black heart

Stuck under black tar.

~~~

Well I am yours no more

I saw your true colors,

I saw your true nature.

Sickness of the soul.

~~~

You lost your control

When I found that little spark

The one you tried to extinguish in me long ago

The one called hope.

~~~

Took me a while to find it,

You hid it well.

But I am learning to nourish it,

To keep any desire for you at bay.

~~~

Loving myself is unconditional

I don't have to compromise myself to feel my comfort

I don't have to risk hurting the ones I love

For a momentary feeling of bliss.

~~~

Because I now feel that bliss when I close my eyes

And feel in my heart

That for the first time in a long time,

It's me who holds the reins.

~~~

Goodbye Heroin,

May we never speak again.

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About the Creator

Tressa Rose

On a serious self-discovering, soul-searching journey. Breaking myself out of a stagnant shell and reaching out for my dream of being a writer.

Co-author of Bounce Back- Dreams to Reality: Faith Over Fear

https://a.co/d/98H2vCF

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    Written by Tressa Rose