Inside...

Dear Nobody,
I wish I could pin all the blame on you, I wish I could cry over how bad you hurt me, I wish I could give my therapist a reason why I'm still hurting. But I cannot blame you, for all you did was leave me, I'm the one who gave you my heart to take with you. This is all of my doing. I am the only one to blame. I'm the one who stays up all night slashing myself to bits. I'm the one who won't stop thinking about how horrible the pain is. I'm the one who wont let go. I wish that I could put this heavy burden of blame on your shoulders and give you the weight I bear; but if I did I would be a liar. For what's left behind, is not for you. Not for you to see, not for you to hear, not for you know know. But, oh, how I wish you were at fault. That way, I could hate you; instead of hurting endlessly because of my love for you. Maryland took you far away. And my life relies on your return. But this is not your fault. I still love you. It is the hardest thing I do, but I can nor will ever stop.

Come home soon,
Jazmine.