Dear Phil,
I know you read my last letter, but nothing has changed. I wish you knew how much you mean to me. I wish you knew how every time i used to get a message from you calling me cute or perfect, i smile like crazy. I wish you knew how much i wish we could be by eachother, just talking about random things for hours. I wish you knew how much i think about you, and how much i worry about you when i havent talked to you for just a few hours. I wish you knew how much i used to love getting your goodnight and goodmorning texts, even if im not awake to see them, because when i wake up i have a smile on my face. I wish you knew how i cry every once in a while because im not right there by your side. I just wish you knew how much i love you. I cant take this much longer, Phil. Its been a week. Im starting to think about self harming again. I dont like that. I dont want to waste my 2 years clean, straight down the drain. Please, just talk to me. Even just a few words that arent you screaming at me.
-Dan
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Dear Phil--- A Phanfiction
FanfictionA short Phanfiction (Dan and Phil fanfiction) thats probably going to be very sad.
