Letter to Closure
Dear MW
Never thought I'd be the type to fall
The type to fall hard.
Falling hard for one I barely even knew.
Although,
A quick facetime call
Or
A short text from you
Brought a smile to my face.
Little did I know...
The depth of my place.
"You're different from the others,"
"You should only worry about how I am when I'm with you,"
"You'll always be my little baby,"
Promising words, that were only ever lies.
Lies that allowed me to sink
Further into this hole.
A hole in which I can not get out of,
Because of you.
Promising words, that are now unpromised.
I'm in this dark hole,
And all I ask is that you please close it...
For my sake.
Britney Clark
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