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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Opening to what will be a collection of letters written about a failed relationship.

Submitted: August 31, 2009

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Dear You,

I never really understood our relationship. At the start of us, we were very much in the "honeymoon" period. Unable to keep our hand off each other and acting like love's young dream. To be honest it suprised me. You were never someone who was supposed to apart of my life. I heard the rumours and I knew the score. You were trouble. And at first I treated you as nothing more than a bit of fun. I suppose I was rebelling by even getting involved with you but I knew that I wouldn't want you. Well at least I thought I knew. People warned me. Telling me I would fall for all that talk you gave but I was convinced I was stronger. But I guess I wasn't. Before I met you I was known as smart, easy-going, confident and bubbly. The year you spent in my life changed that. I then became foolish, paranoid, shy, introvert and an emotional wreck. It's funny how looking back I see you for everything you were. But while we were together, I couldn't open my eyes to the reality of us. In the beginning you were perfect. Buying me flowers, treating me to meals, telling me all the things I wanted to hear. That's how I fell. I had never had someone before who seemed to want me as much as you did. It's just a shame that I couldn't see that it wasn't real. I was naive in thinking I was the one who could change you and yet ironic how the only one who changed was me. I thought I could tame your wild ways and I really believed that I could be enough for you. The fact that we were so different is what made me believe it. On the outside you were the popular muscular boy who was spoilt rotten. And I was the smart girl who looked forward to a bright future. But on the inside you were just a drug abuser with no job. And I was lacking confidence in myself when it came to men. I thought apart, we were on two seperate worlds. But together, we could conquer anything. And as I fell for you, you took me for everything I was and destroyed it. Little did I know, the year we spent together would be the best and worse year of my life...........


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