Broken strings & Pretty things

The world, seen through a young girl's eyes.


You want me back.

I’m sorry, I just don’t understand. Why now? Why after six months of torture and pain and tears it is now that you regret all of your malicious behaviour? Why is it now you finally open your arms again when you pushed me out into the cold all that long ago?

You tell me that you’re sorry. You tell me that you regret every hurtful action, every heart destroying word. You’re repentant for destroying me inside and out. And I believe you. I forgive you.
But I can’t let history repeat itself.

I can’t go back, and I won’t go back darling. No amount of love letters, apologies, tears or pleas can stop that.
I’m walking forward in life, physically and emotionally, and there’s no way I can turn back. I’m too far gone.

Just because the scars are healed doesn’t mean they have faded.


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2 thoughts on “Avoidance.

  1. Wonderfully said and very beautifully written! It’s a delightful change from the “please take me back” or “I’ll take you back no matter what because I just love you/hate myself so much” (nonsensical and so potentially damaging!) drama that dominates young adult writing.

    • Thank you so much!
      I just don’t see reason in holding such a grudge against him when people make mistakes, but then I also know the whole ‘take him back he’s changed’ mentality is completely absurd after everything he did to me. Haha, I’m glad you think I don’t follow that cliche of teenage boy drama too badly, it’s nice for you to say.

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