UNSENT

Letters Never Sent

words that stayed in the drawer

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dear you i wrote this at 1am and i’ll delete it at 2 like every other night

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i typed ‘i miss you’ and watched it sit there for twenty minutes before i let it die in the text box

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if you ever read this it means i finally stopped being afraid of you knowing

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dear you i saw your mom at the store she hugged me like nothing happened and i let her

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i still have a draft from three months ago it just says your name and nothing i could say after it

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p.s. i kept the playlist i just renamed it so it stops saying our names

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you asked if i was okay i said yeah this is the longer version

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dear you i hope she laughs at the same parts of the movie i did

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there are things i never told you not because they were secrets but because you never asked

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i wanted to text you happy birthday i wrote it six times even the shortest one felt like too much

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dear you i walked past our bench today someone else was sitting there and the world didn’t even pause

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this is the letter where i forgive you i’m not sending it because forgiving you was for me

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i don’t want you back i just want you to know i was not as fine as i looked

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dear you i finally washed the mug you used it took me until march

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i never said goodbye because i thought goodbye was something we’d both have to agree on

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if i sent this you would read it in four seconds it took me a year to write

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dear you i’m doing better i just wanted someone to know that it was hard

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i almost called you when my grandma died because for a while you were the person i told things to first

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dear you i still sleep on my side of the bed like i’m saving the other side for a ghost

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i hope you’re happy i mean it i just don’t want to watch

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dear you i read our messages from the beginning we were so careful with each other back then

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some nights i write you whole paragraphs and in the morning i only keep the ‘hey’

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i’m not writing this to get you back i’m writing it so i can finally put you down

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dear you you’d love the song that’s stuck in my head that’s the whole problem

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i never told you that you were the reason i stayed that winter

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dear you i changed your name in my phone to just your initial like that makes it smaller

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if you ever think about me please let it be the summer version not the one at the end

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dear you i’m sorry for the things i said and for the things i should have

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i still write ‘we’ sometimes and have to go back and fix it to ‘i’

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dear you they asked me about my worst heartbreak and i said i don’t know it was a lie with your name on it

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this letter has no ending because every time i get there i start missing you again

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dear you i hope someone finally holds you the way you needed i just wish it could have been me

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i kept every note you ever left me even the grocery lists especially the grocery lists

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dear you i’m not angry anymore i’m just quiet

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you told me ‘don’t write about me’ so i wrote about everything else and it all still sounded like you

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dear you the dog still waits by the door at six i don’t have the heart to tell him

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if this reaches you don’t reply i just needed the words to leave me

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dear you i stopped hoping you’d come back some time in april i didn’t even notice which day

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i rewrote this so many times it doesn’t even say i love you anymore it just says take care

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dear you i said ‘it’s fine’ so many times you never got to meet the version of me who wasn’t

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i want to ask you if it was real but i’m afraid you’ll answer

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dear you thank you for the good parts they were real too i checked

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dear you i bought the book you kept recommending i still haven’t opened it i think i’m scared you’ll be inside

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dear you it’s been a year i don’t count the days anymore i just happen to know

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if we ever meet again i hope i’m wearing something nice and i hope i don’t care

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dear you i drove past your street on purpose and then kept driving that’s the progress i wanted to tell you about

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this is not a love letter it’s a list of everything i never got to say out loud

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dear you i hope your new place has good light you always hated the dark

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one day i’ll stop writing to you and you won’t even know which letter was the last

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yours, not anymore but for a while completely

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