Dear Marco,
I think I know why you left. All the couple weeks before you disappeared Mario and I were always hanging out, without you. Is that why you left? I'm guessing so, if you really wanted to know we were planning on taking you to the Champions League final, but we cancelled those plans now. Mario can probably go there by himself, only this time as a player. Your mom and I have started talking again recently. I am surprised you did not even tell her, or your dad, where you went. They were the people closest to you, and you left them in the dust. You probably have not even thought about them once.
Marco you are making it hard to stop loving you, but as I go on writing this I can not help, but want to snap your neck in half. Why do you forget about everything and everybody who loves and believes in you? I hate you Marco Reus. I hate you.
Lots of love,
Allanne
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FanfictionDear Marco, Where have you gone? I walk the streets of Münich all alone, with nobody's hand to hold. I wish I could go back in time, and change what I did, but I can not. My heart aches for you, please come back. Love, ...
