Heartbroken Letters To My Ex Novels & Stories

Take care, D'Andre, and know that my love for you, as complicated and bittersweet as it is, will forever be a part of who I am. I leave you this letter as a testament to my feelings I had felt for you before, as an apology for the pain I've caused, and as a plea for your understanding. Goodbye, Mr. Cruel Who Lied To Me That Summer. Love, Maiari D'Andre clutched the letter, his hands trembling, a whirlwind of emotions swirling within him. As he flipped the paper, his heart raced with anticipation, hoping for more words, a sign that Maiari might still want him to find her. But all he found was a faded baby picture of Maiari, a tiny version of the woman he had fallen in love with.

I take long strides toward it, my heart rate accelerating as I notice its letter. The letter My love It is with a heavy heart that I write this letter to you. I know you will be surprised and hurt by my decision, but please understand that it is for your own good. I have loved you with all my heart since the day we first met. You have been my everything, my rock, my confidant, my best friend, and my soulmate. I have cherished every moment we spent together, and I will treasure those memories for the rest of my life.

To the person, I love the most, Liam I didn't want to finish the letter. I didn't want to reach the end... I didn't want him to stop talking. My heart was crying louder then than that.mineAnd I could feel the pain inside eating me alive. It was I'm leaving letter. He left. Just left me here to carry my broken heart pieces. And continue my life like nothing ever happened.

I want to hurt him with the truth the way he hurt me with silence. But then—other nights—I break. I write letters with shaking hands and wet cheeks. Letters that say, I miss you. Letters that beg, Why? Letters that don’t care about pride or betrayal or justice. Just letters from someone who loved too hard and lost too much. I fold those ones neatly. Press them to my lips like prayers. Then I tear them up too. I don’t send any of them. Because I don’t know which truth I’d be sending—the angry one, or the one that still aches for him. And maybe that’s the worst part of all this: I still don’t know which version of me is real.

My eyes caught a note on the bed and I rushed to pick it up, heart thumping like it wanted to escape my chest. * I don’t even know where to start. I’ve ruined everything, haven’t I? I’m sorry—more sorry than words can hold. I know you probably don’t believe me anymore, maybe you never will. But I swear, I’ve love you like my whole world depends on it. I had to leave. I thought maybe if I’m not here, you can finally breathe without me suffocating you. I’m sorry. I’m so damn sorry.* I gripped the letter tightly.

"Please stay." I dig into the envelope and take out the letter. The handwriting is crooked and there's drops of dry tears on the paper. Dear Dani, I should probably start this with telling you how sorry I am but sorry doesn't fix anything. It doesn't fix the burden you've had to carry for years because of me. It doesn't fix the beautiful marriage that I broke. And it definitely doesn't heal the pain that I've caused you. Plus, by the time you read this I'll be dead. And the sorries of a dead man don't fix a broken heart, do they?

I am deeply sorry for the pain we have put you through. I don't regret loving you, and I never will. Like we have always told you, live and be happy. Don't be stubborn and listen, okay? Good girl. I wanted to crack a joke, but I probably won't get to see you laugh. I love you, and I'm sorry." Unable to hold it in anymore, Kira let out a heart-wrenching cry as the letters slipped from her hands. She clutched her chest as if trying to catch the broken pieces and mend them, the pain unbearable.

I am doing this to keep your legacy alive and give you the recognition that you rightfully should have earned. Overall, I am deeply sorry. I never meant to cause you or your family so much pain. I hope you can forgive me. If not, then I understand. I can't fix what I've done, all I could do is learn and serve justice. I am going to send you this letter to your family, so that they could put it next to your gravestone. I hope one day you get to read it. If you did read it, I am sorry for the long essay! But no seriously, thank you for everything and I will forever love you. I am sorry that this first date turned into our last date."

And once again, I tore out a piece of paper from my book, and wrote… “We are not enemies. Let's stop acting like one. Please, I miss you, and sorry for any wrong I have done. Please would you accept my apology and give me another chance? Since you left, my heart has been so empty and cold, I'm at lonely cross roads, please let's mend things between us, I can't live without you, I'll do better, I promise.” I found a way to drop it for her where she would see it, even though I hadn't seen her in weeks. I just thought that maybe, she came around when everyone or just me was gone. I put my faith in the letter, hoping it would bring forth good news. We were already taking our exams for the last I

My mistakes count reached another new level by this. I am going to marry another girl as per my parent’s selection. I think it would be wrong towards her if I sent you anymore letters so this will be the last one. I wish you have great happiness form your boyfriend and I even hope he will not do the mistakes I did stupidly. The way you looked at me today is clear that you don’t love me anymore and the blame definitely goes to me. I am sorry once again Pia. You will always be in my heart and my thoughts but I will try to move on.