Dear Miss X

Dear Miss X,

I gave you all that I could. The sun, moon and entire earth was yours for the taking. Handing you my taped and glued heart was harder than splitting damp wood. Now it is returned in a million pieces, constantly aching.

The puzzle that was once my soul is falling into the abyss. The past comes to me in waves, crashing like titans toppling Olympus. Everyday is an endless roller-coaster with a breakdown on the cusp. Sleepless nights, filled with memories of every kiss.

Catatonic stares toward every star that I have ever made a wish on. Every prayer begging an answer to "is she the one?". Fighting to prove that even the bad times made our love worth it, like an injured but gorgeous swan. I was ready for the rest of our lives, but you told me you were done

Now I sink into the deepest trenches with nothing left. Losing myself, and the future we planned. Homestead, white picket fence, dogs, and children all turn to ashes like a time-theft. No matter how much I try to forget what we had, my shattered heart tries to hold on, the same way I used to hold your hand.

The face in the mirror is no longer mine, as a hollow shell is now where my body once existed. Everything hurts more now, letting me know I am still barely breathing. I remember the things you loved, hated, and disliked numbered and listed. I forgot to write a list on things to do to start healing.

I was your forevermore, your soulmate, the love of your life. But you could not accept yourself the way I did. I patiently wait to see if you remember what we had, or if you cut it all off with a knife. Is the end, really the end or are the feelings and emotions tightly locked and hid? Is this really how love dies?

Yours Truly,

Mr. Nobody