Dear Luke,
I'm sorry.
I pushed you. You weren't ready and I pushed you. I put you in a situaton you weren't ready for and you ran.
I don't blame you for running.
It was all my fault.
I shouldn't have said anything.
Maybe you would still be with me.
But maybe I would have just fallen more in love with you and this whole thing would be worse.
If that's even possible.
It's been three months.
Maybe even more.
Everyday feels like a year long.
Every minute is a day long.
Every second is an hour long.
Funny how with you time seemed to fly by and wihtout you it's painfully slow.
How did you do this to me?
I never sounded like this before.
Now I'm some heartbroken, depressed, moaning teenager.
I was happy before.
You ruined me.
You were suppose to be my hero, not my demise.
With all of my love,
Avery
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Dear Luke
عاطفيةHe was the love of my life. And then he ran. Away from me and our future. Now I can't find him so I write him letters that he will never see. _____________________________________________________________________________________ NEW FANFIC YAYYAYYY...
