Dear____

To the person who shattered my heart with a bebe gun,
I still care. I haven't been the best person I could be lately but that's because certain things remind me of. I wish I could I put you in a little box and shake you everytime I become mad. My words get caught in my throat sometimes & I choke so when I'm quiet that's why. I forgot how to talk to you. I hate what we've become. I tend to reminisce on back in the day. My words are limited when it comes to you. We're on that thin line kind of like we are walking a tight rope, please don't fall cause I won't catch you.