Sapphic Voices Romance

Unsent Letter

Amie,

Today was the day we were supposed to move out. Now I sit here at home with a hole in my heart. There are boxes here that will never be packed. Furniture that will never be used. Pictures that will never be hung beautifully in sync with the color scheme we had planned. Plates that will never hold food. Books that we had bought sit and collect dust. While I try to forget how happy we would have been. Yes this was the day our life together was to begin. Yet you don't care you threw it all away for someone you knew for 3 weeks. How can 2 years just end in silence like this? I talked to you every night before I went to bed and you were the first person I called when I woke up. Now I spend all my time trying to forget that you will never call me again. Why didn't you at least tell me this was going to happen? Why didn't you at least talk to me? You won't even see this letter because you probably will just throw it away. I don't understand why you are so mad at me. Why do you hate me so much? I was not that bad of a person. Sometimes you pushed me to anger but you would never listen to me. I wanted you to understand where I was coming from. Maybe you don't care and your heart has turned cold against me. I will always remember everything we went through. Remember the tornados how we thought it was going to hit my house. We sat scrunched in a tiny space praying that we would be safe. We breathed a sigh of relief when it passed us by without a scratch on our house. All those nights we sat in the dark with candles and nothing but the sound of our breath.

Now I sit here being rushed off the Internet by my sister. I hate this second rate life. You never pressured me or scolded me for wanting to write. For not getting the dishes done exactly on time. You didn't care that I wanted a better life for myself. You encouraged me. Now everything seems so empty. My bed, my room, my life is all but a void. I was doing pretty well until I saw that date Oct 24, 2003. The day we were supposed to move out together. Now we will never sit by the fire and we will never walk into that beautiful apartment. We have settled for something different. I will have to erase this date from my memory. For it was the day our life was about to start.

Love,
Michelle

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