Acceptance

By Elle   

After we ended I found solace in my
writing. I wrote about us, about him,
about what we could have had and about
the ending that I wished had never come.
After writing for months, I came to
a bittersweet understanding of our
relationship. It was manipulation. It
was power. It was control. It was anything
but love. Turns out, he was just a boy too
wrapped up in himself to truly love me.

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