Thursday, February 23, 2012

The Book of Tragedy (The Confession)

Dear Shawn,

With all the humiliation and pain he’d put me through, it’s amazing how I am still able to stand. I guess I am used to the pain already. If I were to write a book about my life it would probably be labeled as tragedy. I guess I am just daft for still bearing all the anguish and shame. I cannot even find the literal word to describe myself. Though I have some words already listed in side my brain masochist, dim-witted etc. etc. etc. Though it’s clear enough that he doesn’t care about me or our future.

But the truth my friend I am getting feeble, I could no longer stand the ignominy. I started to shrink every time I get stares from people. Thinking that they pity me or maybe hate me, it’s all because of this one insensitive guy.

I miss you shawn. wish you are here