Break Up Letter

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My break up letter,

You. You introduced yourself to me when I wasn't even a teen. You opened my eyes to so much. That summer, you gave me everything. You gave me attention, you were always there for me, and I literally couldn't get enough of you. When I was down, you'd pick me up. When I was up, you'd bring me higher. I loved you. I needed you.

But something changed. Deep down in my heart, I knew you were wrong for me but you told me every time I hear that Voice to ignore it. I trusted you. And we had our secretive relationship, it was exciting. But at the same time, I was scared. Someone was opening my eyes to who you really are. He was disturbing my peace that you gave me. He slowly broke my stoney heart when I heard His living, powerful, …show more content…

Well you and I know that's not how it ends. We both know you left me alone for years because you know I wasn't believing your lies, you know I had a different Lover. But this time it was different...you came back and you came back stronger than before. It's like I couldn't resist you. And when I look back, I knew I fell in love with again. I wanted to be with you again all day if I could. You were there for me through everything. You took my heart away from Him again. But I was His, and he turned my heart back to Him. But I'd end up going back to you, you seemed to always tell me that we can break up anytime we want to and that it's only for tonight. And I believed you but all you were doing was making a slave. You didn't love me. You didn't care about me. All you did was lie to me. Every time I went to you, you seemed to hold my hand and just put a blind fold over my eyes and take me deeper into darkness. For years, i was living a lie with you. I lied to Him, i lied to my church, i lived with guilt for years because of you. I lived in a lie and I became a lie because of you. We both knew that I didn't want you but we also knew I couldn't leave you. I cried out for help and He heard me but I run right back to you and that cycle became my life. I remember those nights where I'd question if I was His, I'd cry out in anger and ask "why haven't you healed me from this?! You've healed my other wounds except this" and I don't know what changed but it somehow got

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