Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Letterhead #17

Dear Jack,
I am so, so sorry I fell out of love with you.
If it means anything, I didn't want to fall out of love.
But I just…I felt so far away from myself.
I tried so much to make it work. And I did for a while. 
And we were happy.
I was the perfect girlfriend. But I wasn't me.
I fell out of love with you when I fell in love with myself.
And that's when I stopped wanting to try.
It's not your fault and it's not mine.
We both changed until we stopped suiting each other.
Thank-you for being the perfect first love.
I hope we can still stay friends.
With love,

Saturday, June 15, 2013


Happiness doesn't start anywhere.
It lingers in your soul even when its breathing is so quiet you mistake it for the ocean on the other side of the world, it is there.