Heather || HS

Touch Me

D A H L I A
[ PLAY: Remember Me by UMI ]

"Are you sure sweetie? I can stay if you want." My mom, giving me a small smile as she stands holding the handle of my door. I shake my head before she nods and closes the door.

I sigh in relief as I look around the room I've missed for a month. I'm so glad to finally be home after going through the storm. I didn't really know if I will be able to return here but thank god, I'm finally home.

I slowly walked over to my desk, I see that Daniel had probably cleaned out my room after I left it as such a mess. I felt guilty that he had to be alone with Matteo here while mom took care of me back in London. Daniel told me that it was okay, that he was okay as long as I'm home and well. I couldn't argue with him at all, he would never let me win at any such arguments. I chuckle at the thought of it.

I frown as I see that not only did he clean my desk, but everything inside the drawers are well organized too. I mean he didn't really need to go through everything so he can just make me feel really good when I come home. It does make me feel nice but I think that was too much kindness from him.

I turn around as I inspect my room. I frown as I see some slight changes. The lights hanging on my wall seems like they've been taken off and placed right back. The paint on my ceiling seems fresh but I cant smell anything from it. My nightstand looks squeaky clean. The books underneath have been organized and what caught my mind was the new addition to my room. A board near the window.

I slowly walk over to it, frowning at what it could be. I stop just right in front of it as I realize what it was all about.

Pictures of me and Harry, pinned right next to each other. It was the pictures we've taken at the most memorable moments we've had since we've known each other. There are notes each pictures, telling what exactly happened that day which immediately brought a smile to my face.

I then see a folded paper on the lower region of the board, It has my name on it and I unpin it before pushing the pin back. I walk over to my bed and sat at the end of it as I slowly open the paper.

Dahlia,

I'm sure by the time you find this, you're already home and okay. I just wanted to let you know how much sorry I am for everything I've caused you. I wanted to visit you so bad but I thought that you shouldn't see the reason why it all happened in the first place. I do love you, and continue to love you. I don't really have a valid reason to save myself from the bad things I've done to you. I admit that I was weak. I was coward and I was selfish.

Everything you said about me made a lot of sense and points. I was a coward for not having the balls to tell you how I feel towards you, for not being able tell everyone that I love you and I want you. For not realizing or even for having the thought that you might've felt similar to what I have felt. I was so scared to lose you. I was scared that when you find out that I've been looking at you differently, you would leave me.

That makes me selfish because I only thought about myself and my feelings. I was scared that I would be hurt if you ever leave me and that's where I become weak. I was weak because I made a fool of myself for not telling you how much I love you. Every day, I would look at you with fire in my eyes, you ignite the feeling inside me that I can't quite wrap my head around before but I fully understand now.

You've always been there for me and I wouldn't even have to tell you anything and you would know already. That's how much you love me and I see everything clearly now. Dahlia, oh my sweet Doll. I'm sorry for everything I've done. I don't expect you to take me back, even as only your friend, because I know that I have lost you fully.