I am not a broken heart.
I am not collarbones or drunken letters never sent. I am not the way I leave or left or didn’t know how to handle anything,
at any time,
and I am not your fault.
Tags: growing-up love youth letters heartbreak drunk letting-go weight-loss broken-hearted move-on left fault the-glass-child collarbones
I just wish you could see my demons for what they are, and lay here beside me on the floor. No words. Just your presence.
Charlotte ErikssonTags: friendship love silence youth night sad quiet prose wish young demons the-glass-child no-words
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