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Tear-stained cheeks, my mascara was now an ugly smudge after being ruined with all the crying I had been doing for the past hour. I could not recognize myself as I looked through the mirror. The more I stared at myself the more the tears. I could hear them in the next room. Their moans enraged me and made me feel like throwing up. I retched but nothing came out. 

Disgust is what I felt.


My life had turned out to be a chaotic mess and I wondered what I had done to deserve all that. I was a good person or so I believed.

I smiled through the pain and thought to myself that everything was going to be okay. I did not believe that myself but I had to tell myself to keep going or I would be stuck in a loop with my past trying to set myself free...

DAWN.

It was not until the following morning that it hit me.

I was so used to us having arguments and breaking up but we always knew we would get back together. This was supposed to be forever. This time was different ,it hurt more than it hurt all those other times. We always solved our differences but this time round there was nothing wrong that had been done for someone to apologize. I wanted it to stop hurting but I could not. All I wanted was to go back to sleep and wake up with him beside me but that was just a stupid thought.

People always said heartbreaks were brutal but my dumb self always thought they were stupid. Why just not tell your hurt to stop hurting. I tried that but it did not work. All I wanted was to hate him but I could not get my heart to hate him. He deserved that. How would he break me like this?

He promised not to break my heart.

LETTERS TO ROMEO