The Truth — preface
Hey Readers,
ok, i know there are no readers here and may be thats what makes this platform safe for me to write what i feel, what i cant tell and what i fear to confess in reality!
As you know, i m no writer, i just write what i feel, and i know my grammer is not great either, but this is a free platform with free will and i can write without the fear of judgement. Anyone by chance reads these articles, they won’t even know who I am! hehe…
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consider this to be a preface of whats coming along in the next chapters from today!
I have loved him with everything i had and when he left I am lost, i broken and yet i feel like talking to him and idk how to i make that possible since we wont talk, consider these to be my drafts of my lessons, my learnings and my hidden letters to him which i might cherish when i m old and gone but my love won’t be.
I rely on writing as my “coping mechanism” people say! i m no poet, let me warn you! and all these letters are raw but if anyone is reading, i know you relate it too.
A Journey to be a Better Me for him, Starts…
