burningmuse:

Editor’s Note: This was almost painful for me to read. In the way that the words reached straight down from their little throne on my screen and sunk inside of me.

myquaintkaffeetisch:

My throat traitorously closes up as I process the facts. Nothing will be the same. Every situation between you and I, will always weigh a heavy memory in remembrance of the pain. The twinge in your eye, the inability to make eye contact, and the constant fear looming over our heads like a treacherous storm ready to strike. The least thing I want is to relapse into the abyss that drowned me because of you. You were supposed to be my rope that kept me afloat in the sea, but you simply let go. You cut me off because it was too hard to string me along anymore. So I drowned.

I drowned and I drowned. Suffocating me in the airless water, chilling me from the betrayal I witnessed. Windswept, bobbing in and out of the water, the remaining part of me washed ashore.

Now, I see you again, so relieved as if nothing happened. Seeming like you never let go, I smiled back despite the heavy, wet clothes of my recollections clinging onto my skin. And for a day or two I attempt to forget the abandoning I suffered. But I finally look into his eyes, and my throat traitorously closes up as I process the facts. Nothing will be the same. You were going to leave once again, leaving me on this lonely island, haunted by the shallow memories of hope I held onto. The sanity within me withering each time I remember the pain.

I wished to send a message in a bottle, begging the heavens that it would reach you. Yet, the fear held me back. So I wandered.