| sapnap | dec. 23rd
hey,
george.i was right,
about you being dead.but if i'm honest,
i actually kinda thought
that there was a possibility
you could've been alive.i cant believe
i actually started
to believe dream
when he said
that you were alive.i started to think
that maybe,
he was right.because they hadn't
found your body
and there was no way
that they could prove your death
without it.but now i realize,
that was all a stupid lie
a lie i told myself
so i could keep going.i should've listened
to my instincts
i should've never
started to believe dream
because he's crazy
and now i'm starting to think
that maybe i'm the crazy one.there for awhile,
i wanted to believe that there was a chance
you were alive
i wanted to believe
that you weren't dead.i wanted to believe dream.
i kept having to remind myself
that you were in fact,
dead.this entire time
you had been dead.i was right all along
but i wish i wasn't.i wish you were alive,
george
i seriously do.when i think back
to all the conversations
i've had with dream,
i start to realize
how bad of a friend i was.i was seriously
so awful to dream
but i wanted him
to quit bringing you up
i wanted him to stop
fucking
talking about you.because in all honesty,
when you died,
it hurt me just as much
as it did dream.i wish i never yelled at him
i wish i never called him names
i wish i never told him
to stop looking for you.if i hadn't told him to stop,
he could've found you
because you were near.if i hadn't told him
to let you go,
he would still be waiting
for you.if i hadn't told him
to stop waiting,
that treehouse of yours
wouldn't
be burned down.oh yeah,
i don't know if you knew this or not
but that tree house of you and dream's?
he burned it.
dream fucking burned the treehouse.i know how much hard work
and effort was put into that house
how many days
you guys spent
working on it,
together.but,
it's gone now
and only a memory.it's burned.
your forever home
is burned,
and turned to ash.i don't get it
that place was literally a safe haven
for dream,
why did he burn it?it was like the home
he never had,
but he burned it.
he burned his home
and i don't understand why he'd do that.
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𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 ~ dnf
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