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“It’s one thing to want someone out of your life, but it’s another thing to serve them a wake-up cup full of liquid drainer.”

I will write my apologies for my insecurities on real pen and paper. I’ll let the ink bleed into the paper. I’ll let the boundaries of the page teach me to say the right things. Never too much, never too little. No words running off, no spaces left untouched. What needs to be said will be said. The second best thing to hearing my voice. When your fingertips run over the slightly dented letters and slightly smear the ink, you’ll imagine my lips tracing those words out. The way silk drapes down the curves of your body. And it’s in that simplicity of forgotten communication that you’ll know it’s more than just an apology. No tangled text lost of context. No voicemail prayer lost outside of an inbox. A sincere apology to you from me.

(via inner)