Dear broken heart,
I've come to terms with what I wanted it to be, will no longer be. I've hoped everyday of what could become, but the truth is its never going to be.
"How do you bring yourself to realizing that it will never be?"
It's a hard thing to realize when everything seems to be making you believe so much in your fantasy. My fantasy needs to be ended and the addiction I've had needs to come to and end.
I've loved you, and I hope you will find peace, and everything I need to let you go!
A mending heart