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It’s very early morning and I’m still awake; hardly any surprise there. The only thing unusual is this.

This letter that is.

I’m glad you enjoyed my blank letter. I thought it was more than appropriate considering the circumstances. For the past few months I have gotten a new letter on the 11th. For the past few months, I have been livid at your pathetic attempts to crawl back inside my life.

I’ll admit that I find it mildly cute that they always arrived postage paid. The one that happened to come on a Saturday last month was particularly interesting. All this effort to make it seem like you’ve gone to extreme lengths to contact me again. You should know that that effort is completely wasted on me. I know full well that you live a mere 15 minute walk from my apartment. Lovely try though. It’s been hardly cute enough to make me crack. I know that you’ve been craving an answer. I have a distinct feeling you’ve stayed awake many sleepless nights wondering whether or not you’ll ever receive one. Perhaps that’s why you’ve failed to deliver one this month…maybe it’s a new part of your game-plan. However don’t pat yourself on the back too fast…don’t think that I’m not on to you.

You’re looking for a little reassurance so you can sleep better at night. For whatever reasons, I know there is a guilt tearing you apart that you need chased by a few words on a blank piece of paper.

I’ve wondered on a few occasions whether or not it’s out of genuine interest for my current well-being. Either way I’m not bothered.

You see: I need closure too…

These last few months I’ve suffered crippling insomnia thanks to your mind-games. Dredging up the past for me to relive has left me on the brink of insanity.

I thought I’d buried your memory in that box I left in our old flat. After four years of uncertainty, anxiety, and distrust, I finally felt balanced and well-adjusted again. Now, thanks to your inability to live with your decisions, I’m left shattered again.

I let your guilt control me once before, I refuse to let you use it against me again.

We both seemingly need answers now. We both need them for different reasons. The next time you hear from me, I hope to achieve that lofty goal.

Then hopefully both our heads, and our pens, can rest peacefully once more.

Grainne

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It’s very early morning and I’m still awake; hardly any surprise there. The only thing unusual is this.

This letter that is.

I’m glad you enjoyed my blank letter. I thought it was more than appropriate considering the circumstances. For the past few months I have gotten a new letter on the 11th. For the past few months, I have been livid at your pathetic attempts to crawl back inside my life.

I’ll admit that I find it mildly cute that they always arrived postage paid. The one that happened to come on a Saturday last month was particularly interesting. All this effort to make it seem like you’ve gone to extreme lengths to contact me again. You should know that that effort is completely wasted on me. I know full well that you live a mere 15 minute walk from my apartment. Lovely try though. It’s been hardly cute enough to make me crack. I know that you’ve been craving an answer. I have a distinct feeling you’ve stayed awake many sleepless nights wondering whether or not you’ll ever receive one. Perhaps that’s why you’ve failed to deliver one this month…maybe it’s a new part of your game-plan. However don’t pat yourself on the back too fast…don’t think that I’m not on to you.

You’re looking for a little reassurance so you can sleep better at night. For whatever reasons, I know there is a guilt tearing you apart that you need chased by a few words on a blank piece of paper.

I’ve wondered on a few occasions whether or not it’s out of genuine interest for my current well-being. Either way I’m not bothered.

You see: I need closure too…

These last few months I’ve suffered crippling insomnia thanks to your mind-games. Dredging up the past for me to relive has left me on the brink of insanity.

I thought I’d buried your memory in that box I left in our old flat. After four years of uncertainty, anxiety, and distrust, I finally felt balanced and well-adjusted again. Now, thanks to your inability to live with your decisions, I’m left shattered again.

I let your guilt control me once before, I refuse to let you use it against me again.

We both seemingly need answers now. We both need them for different reasons. The next time you hear from me, I hope to achieve that lofty goal.

Then hopefully both our heads, and our pens, can rest peacefully once more.

Grainne