
Prompt- It has been a long night of tequila shots and you pull out your phone seeing your last text, message him again
Hi Ari
Backspaces incessantly************
Hi, it has been a while, hasn’t it. Your leather jacket and its warmth still lingers on the crevices of my skin, lasting a little longer than I thought. I still remember the times we spent together, talking our hearts out, you showed me the possibility of a future, a vision that runs so far away from me. Well you know I get poetic when I am drunk, to be honest I am poetic even I am sober. You can never take cheesines and rhyming schemes out of me, can you?
No right. Neither am I able to let go of the love I have for you, because you were it for me. I have wanted to send this to you since forever but the magical prowess of backspacing came into its powerplay, but as I would question my existence any way tomorrow morning, I want to tell you this. Loving you was the most endearing yet the most painful experience I had to ever go through.
I never stopped loving you but your lack of respect or communciation made me realsie that I had to let you go, not for you, for me. For me to love myself, for me to see myself with respect, for me to finally keep myself first and come home to me. I had been straying for far too long.
So thank you for everything !
Maybe in another life we would not hurt each other and love each other without losing ourselves
Yours once
Hri


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