The first person I could say I truly loved with all my heart and the one who stayed the longest, 2 episodes n it was the second that got you, I wish we worked out and I still dream of the day you’ll ask for me back. I’m content with just being friends though.

Here’s to hangouts in the future, or the eventual day where I stop messaging and you never ask questions.

I think of death often, but I hope you never have to find out about the day when it happens to me.

I still love you with all my heart, I want to see you happy even if it’s without me. I could never speak wrong of you because you always tried your hardest. You’re so cute and I want to hold you close, but you’re not mine anymore and that’s fine. As long as you’re happy with them. You are, right? I hope so.

I loved you. I loved how kind and patient you were, I loved how you always listened, I loved how creative you and your characters were, how I would engage with something that felt like it was just for us, I’m so happy you trusted me enough to share me their stories, I loved how whenever we hung out, just us, you always made everything feel lighter, I loved your stupid little curls and your eyes, how passionate you were about all your interests. Everything about you, I mean it.

I missed when we trusted each other so deeply. When I could say with full confidence that we were each other’s. You were mine and I was yours.

I hope you still trust me, enough to talk to me. But I’ll be honest you’ve lost some of mine. Cause we’re friends, and friends don’t get the same kind of trust, the same kind of love. I want to trust you fully but that means loving you again, I can’t love you if you don’t love me.

I’m sorry for all the hurt I brought.

Let’s stay in contact, if you want.

Isn’t this shade of blue so cute? I hope if you see this you reply in red.