Dear Patrick,
It's been one day since you left me. I don't think I can handle this feeling much longer and it's been only twenty-four hours. My heart feels like it's permanently burning and everytime I try to talk, the only thing that comes out is whispering. Why did you do this to me?
Can you just forget all those memories we had? Because I can't. I woke up crying last night, thinking about what we were and what we could be. Our history and our future, is that all gone?
My friends (who are also your friends, I think) are worried that I will kill myself, but I think that suicide is not necessary. I already feel like I'm dead.
Writing you these letters doesn't make sense. I know that, but I do it so I can feel like I still have a tiny connection to you. Even though I know I will never see you anymore.
I can barely read the words anymore because of all the tears that are falling on the paper. I am crying like crazy.
Why did you do this? I thought you loved me. I thought you cared about me. Remember when you said we were forever? Where is our forever now?
I love you. I know I shouldn't. I know I should know better than to hope every hour that you will call me. I know I should stop thinking about you. I know I should forget you, but how can I if you are the only thing that ever mattered to me.
Is this dying, Patrick? If so, please let it be over. Even burning in hell would be better than this bone-crushing, heartbreaking silence that is tearing me apart.
I can't even write lyrics anymore. Everything in my head just disappeared, except for you. You are everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Everything I see reminds me of you.
Your beautiful, shining eyes that were the first thing I saw when I woke up. Your strawberry blonde hair that you always covered with a fedora. Your sweet little smile you always showed me when I told you I loved you. You never noticed how much you were worth to me. You are my everything, Patrick. Now you know.
Please, help me. How much longer do I have to deal with this pain that is destroying my whole existence. Now I realize that you were the only thing keeping me together.
This letter keeps going on. If you were here, I would lay my head on your shoulder and you would sing to me. Do you know you have the voice of an angel? It would always calm me down when I would have one of my bad days. Another thing I miss about you.
I wonder if you think of me too. Where are you now? Are you looking at the same stars as I am? I always thought you secretly belonged there. That you were a star in human form. I know it sounds ridiculous. I'm sorry.
I don't hate you. I just don't understand you. Why did you do this? I did nothing wrong. I wish my questions could be answered but I know I can't get everything I want. Some things just have to stay unsolved.
I'm going to end this now. But I have one last thing to say. Please, my life means nothing without you. I will do anything if you ever come back.
Pete
(A/N) Soo guys, this is my first time ever writing something like this. I really hope you'll like it. I know I write like crap but you should know that I only do this for fun. If you want to know where I got the title for this story from; listen to If You Ever Come Back by The Script. Have fun reading. So long and goodnight.
~Panda
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If You Ever Come Back ~Peterick Fanfic~
FanfictionDear Patrick, It's been one day since you left me. My friends are afraid I will kill myself, but that is not necessary. I already feel dead... My life means nothing without you. Please, I will do anything if you ever come back. Pete