SEVENTEEN ;
visits.
E,
I visited you for the second time today. I don't know if i'll ever be able to do it again, but I did it today so that's a problem for future me, i guess. Its your birthday today and you know I wouldn't miss it for the world. I never have and that won't change now. I dragged James and Mia with me just in case, but they ended up waiting patiently at her grandparents cafe while i talked to you. I don't know if sitting with you made me feel any better, but weirdly enough it didn't make me feel any worse. That's probably the most surprised i've been in months, you know. Going to visit you was a spontaneous decision that I almost chickened out of multiple times, but in then end I didn't feel as shitty as I thought I would.
That feels like a step in the right direction, I think.
I wanted to let you know that I won't be writing too much in the next couple of weeks because i'll be spending time at my moms. She says it'll be good for the both of us if I come home for a little bit, and I think she's probably right.
I've also been thinking about maybe getting together with the guys to try and work on some new music. I don't know if it's music i'd ever want to release, but who knows. Maybe it could be therapeutic, like music always has been for me. I have to admit, i've been nervous about getting back into it, despite how much I love it. It's been a weird, irrational fear of mine that if I get inspired to write a song about you i'll never want to write another song.
The other part of me, however, is more than aware that you've always wanted me to write you a song and because of that I think that it'll probably end up happening. What was it you used to tell me? Write a song about me, lover boy, right?
I will one day, E. I promise.
I love you.
Yours,
Will
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𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐒, w.soot
FanfictionWatch the bright eyes as they slowly sink into sleep And that same old silence that I've come to know Every time I find it when there's nowhere left to go or " I wish I could hate you even half as much...
