Friday, December 17, 2010

#15

Dear--,

I am stronger than before.

With or without you.

The ball is in your court.


My pride. My foolish pride... I don't want to be destroyed again. It's an unending stream of pain that shall never relinquish me. It's too late... this is the only way I can protect myself, my heart, and you. I'm too tired to continue this battle.



Yours,
ht.

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