Literature
Letter
I hope you will read this. I really do. Its just past midnight, but I couldnt go another night without writing this.
You are driving me insane. I hate you. Sometimes I forget you exist, and when that happens I hate myself for that. Then Im angry with myself, and I feel so bad for making you leave.
But Im not the one that made you leave. You are the one that left.
I still remember every moment, that day we had a fight, you said you would get better, but you left, and never even bothered. You didnt even tell me where you went. You left your keys on your bed, just to let me know you wouldnt come back. You w