The letter part 4
My Chloe,
Now you did it, you broke me, completely.
I can hear the stones trembling out of my walls, which took me hard effort to build up.
I knew it should hurt me, that's only logical but the pain won't come. It's confusing me, and yet I was sure it wouldn't hurt.
Never, in my whole life has someone told me such beautiful things about me. Never would I have believed that they even existed inside me. But you pulled them up, out of the corners in my being. You made them visible and I feel like a little princess. Something I only had in my childhood, but never thought was possible to feel as an almost adult.
As much as I appreciate your actions and cherish your words, my uncertainty creeps back to me as well. And a small voice in my head keeps asking, "What the hell is she seeing in me. She'll lifts you up, only to let you down like all the others. Why should she be different when you're not? "
I'm sorry Chlo that this voice is drowning your wonderful words and their meaning sometimes. I'm sorry that I can't take them for what they are, that I have these troubles trusting you…
You said you'd give me all the time in the world, but I'm afraid it would take too much of that time. Would you still be there? Would you still respect me? Would you always see these things in me?
These questions fly around in my head on a constant loop making me dizzy.
Beca