SIDE NOTE: There’s a playlist attached to this letter which you should check out🥹
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I thought love was supposed to be soft.
Not all the books say so,
but me,
I wanted the soft kind.
But you came like wildfire,
no warning, no mercy, just heat.
And I…
I let myself burn.
Single people think they know what toxic is.
They don’t.
It takes you away before you even know what’s happening.
You get lost in the heat
before you realise you’re gone.
Once again, I’m reminded of the importance of discipline.
You didn’t love me gently.
You loved me loud.
Possessive.
Jealous.
Beautiful… but it hurt.
You always had the right words
when I wanted to leave.
And all the wrong actions
when I stayed.
I used to think we were soulmates.
Now I just think we were two wounds
pretending to be whole.
Love shouldn’t feel like survival.
That’s what we felt like.
But I kept choosing you over peace,
over and over again.
Maybe that’s what toxic love really is,
the kind that pulls you in,
but never lets you grow.
I loved you with everything.
But the cost was always me.
I kept coming back.
Even when I shouldn’t have.
But now?
It’s done.
We’re never,
ever
getting back together.
And I’ll never forget this burn.- That_beloved
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