YOU. | { w.soot }

You

Dear, Wren

Something about the way you were you, as much as I want to hate you I have to admit that I did once love you.

I know that I'm never gonna love anyone like I did you, and I hate that. You ruined me.

Tomorrow is your funeral, my friends have been comforting me for a whole week. They all tell me I don't have to go, but I do. I really do, you were once mine and I was once yours.

I hope you know I'm only doing this because I care about your father, don't you remember how much he loves me? He treats me like his son.

Like that one time we were fighting, you punched me in the face and told me to fight back. So I did. I slapped you, I felt so so wrong, I felt like we swapped roles. You cried and rang your father, saying that I hurt you.

He told you to pass the phone over to me so you did, he then told me about how unstable you were and to get out while I still can. All I said was -

"I'm already to in love sir"

Then hung up, do you know how much I regret saying that one sentence? Also slapping you, I regret that so much. So so much.

But you punched me in the face first, I also had to explain to Tommy why I had a black eye - but of course I didn't want him to know about you so I told him some old man thought I fancied his wife and he beat me up.

Tommy laughed and I almost cried, he was laughing at my abuse. Of course he didn't know, I felt so horrible lying to him. I needed help because of you.

Sincerely, Wilbur