You've never bothered to get your driver's license but as soon as you saw Wilbur's house you made that goal. It was a a month since you and Wilbur broke up. You never know why it happened.
You got it a week ago. You went for a drive thinking it was no harm in a lonely joy ride through the suburbs. You immediately felt all the emotions fall over you like a tsunami.
You remembered Wilbur's family. They reminded you of your own siblings. Then, you remembered that blonde girl. She was better than you.. or at least that's what you felt. It hurt.
It hurts.
It hurts.
why?
It was a month ago.
but...
he was the one.
Wilbur was the one.
That idiot was the one.
It could've been anyone else.
Sapnap,
George,
Dream,
Niki,
Minx,
Maia,
but no...
It was fucking Wilbur.
It could've been ANYONE.
but it was the e-boy...
and you were his e-girl.
You past his street, but stop at his house and wrote a note.
Hi, wilbur. I'm sorry.
I couldn't help myself
but give you a note. I
still fucking love you.
I hope you're happy w
ith your life right now.
- y/n
If you weren't crying before you were definitely crying now. You tried to forget but it wasn't gonna work...
no matter how hard you tried...
but maybe there was hope.
you doubt it though.
