If you meant everything you told me, why did you let me go? / Your Belle.

It's hard to look at you, because when you look at me I can only imagine that your picturing some girl who just can't let go. But not so long ago, a boy walked into the room. And at the first glance I took, I knew that somehow this boy would change my life forever. And I didn't know how, and I didn't know why, but all I knew was that something was bound to happen. And then, something did. And I knew, and he knew, at that very moment, that things would never be the same. Because we had both brought out a side to each other that no one has ever seen before. And here I am, almost a year later, and I'm still remembering the day when that boy first walked through the door, and oh, how he's changed me.

 But still....You're the dream that hasn't ended, and I'm still anxious for the rest. Your words they seem to hang above my head. You're the bud before the flower, unfurls into full bloom. Captivating beauty, but it may be all too soon. You're the song that writes a story, but leaves a lot to read. The closest thing to perfect, but the farthest thing from me.

All it takes is one song to make me think of You, and I can't hear anything except the music and my heart beating. All of a sudden, I find it hard to breathe, butterflies are in my stomach, and tears are running down my cheeks. And I don't know why.

 I didn't cry much when you went away. I told you I can move on and I will be okay. I said I was happy when you found someone new. The sad thing is you believed me even if I didn't want you to.

And my final quoestion to you is 'If you meant everything you told me, why did you let me go? Hope that one day you can tell me that.

just to let you know, the next love letter i send you is a bullet and i hope you take it to heart.Miss U

Cincerly, your Belle' </3