Unsent Letter

I started writing a letter about a week ago, but I just couldnt bring myself to send it. There's no point anymore and nothing I say will bring those feelings I use to feel back. I think i've reached a point of acceptance. Like I don't like how things are but im tired of fighting and ive given up. I've let myself become almost numb to the situation. I have no expectations that it will get better and therefore I can't be hurt anymore and I refuse to give myself any type of false hope. Things arent and will never be the same anymore. I don't even dwell on memories anymore because its like looking through the front window of a store but knowing you will never be able to afford that item. I think reality just sunk in. Its awkward now and will probably always be awkward. Thats life.