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Friday, March 30 15:55
TO THE 2 GUYS;
AIN AND IZZIE 'S USED TO BE SPECIAL SUMONE.
PLEASE READ THIS
& WE HOPE WE REACHED YOU BOTH.
we walked under the rain together.
we scream, shout, and sang together.
we were sad & we were angry.
sad because we dont noe if evrything we're facing is real,
and angry because we lost sumone very special in our heart.
its better to cry in the rain than crying in the bus and evryone looking at us.
dont THEY have a heart to feel what is like to have a broken heart?
we feel,empty, betrayed, and no happiness whatsoever. we don't really want to laugh, because we know it's not going to help, but we don't want to cry, because it will just make us feel worse. we feel like our heart is falling apart, but not only that, but we know soon our life is going to feel like it's falling apart too. we don't think it will ever end, and no matter what THEY have done to us, it feels impossible to stop loving them. And everyone wonders why if they have hurt us so much, then why do we still love them.
That's the confusing part, we don't know why, we just do, and the people who hurt us the most, and normally the ones we love the most. And then, after a few weeks, we finally feel a sense of relief, like we're getting happy again, but we know inside that we're just going into denial. And after a few more weeks, we're back to where we were an empty soul and teary eyes. we thought we've got over them, but really, we just stopped showing it. And we can't help but to show it again.
It leaves deep scars on our heart that are there forever. And no one understands how we feel, and how deep we are hurt, no matter who they are, because it hasn't happened to them And even if it has, every broken heart is different. They don't know the true pain we feel and carry each and everyday now, so we learn that basically we are alone with all this. And the feeling starts to overwhelm us, and suddenly you just break down, right there, because we know we've had enough, the tears just instantly start flowing, and we're to the point where we don't care who see's. Because you've spent so many nights lying awake in bed, and so many days being haunted by the scars and fear of rejection.
And in the midst of all these tears, we know that its not helping any, and it's not going to bring them back, if we ever even had them in the first place. After about a million tears have been cried, we finally pull ourself back together and keep going. our throat starts to clench and our eyes burn with the tears we are trying to hold back. Everyone says, "It will be okay…” But we know it won't. And that’s the truth, it won’t.
And we look back on all of the hurt we had from this, and we realize that people are horrible. we're still hurt, but we've learned to hide it so that everyone thinks we are okay. So now every time we see this person, we know we still love them, and we feel a slight tingle in our heart yearning for them to love us, screaming out, but for some reason they don't hear it. And then we'll sit back and wonder how one person could have caused all of this...
to the guys who liked us, loved us,used us and trashed us.
ain & me still love you both.
we're hoping you both will come back.
but most importantly,
we want to say a big thank you
for giving us the oppurtunity to be part of ur life.
`izzie & ain