dear person who broke my heart,

I still think about you everyday. I just wanted to tell you that I’ve been doing everything you didn’t want me to do. I started drinking and smoking, started wanting to self harm again, the thought of suicide just seem like a normal train stop inside my brain. That’s so funny to me. When you were around, even though you treated me the worst out of everyone I’ve ever known, you were the reason suicide was scary. But, now that you’re gone, it’s not that scary anymore. The self harm and the suicidal thoughts seem like the perfect parting gift. What else would you leave me with? It’s very fitting of you to do that to me. I also just wanted you to know that I do still love you. Even though this letter would strongly suggest differently. Sincerely,

Your first love <3