l e t t e r 4

dear oliver

i hate how you couldn't say goodbye to me, face to face.

you had to f*cking leave a letter on your bed.

do you know how much i cried?

no you don't, because you f*cking left me alone, without a care in the world.

you picked up my broken pieces and put me back together, but since i felt too much bliss being with you, you decided to take that bliss away from me and leave me broken. again.

i hate you for that.

but i cant seem to stop loving you.