I wrote the letter I'd never send

He kept drafting messages to someone who was gone. One unsent letter changed what he was really asking for.

Months after it ended, he was still writing messages he never sent. A funny thing he'd seen. A question. A long one at 1am that he deleted in the morning, embarrassed.

A friend, kindly tired of hearing about it, suggested something odd. Write the whole thing. Everything. And don't send it.

So he did. It came out furious first, then sad, then softer than he expected. He wrote things he didn't know he still felt. It took an hour and two cups of tea.

Reading it back a week later, he noticed something. He wasn't trying to win her back. He was trying to be heard, by himself, about something that had genuinely hurt. The letter gave him the one thing the unsent texts never could. An ending he was allowed to write.

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