I'm sorry.
for not being good enough.
for not telling you numerous times that I love you.
for getting you in trouble.
for getting you worried and having sleepless nights.
I'm sorry for dying.
I'm dead by the time you read this.
Elizabeth kidnapped me. I tried escaping, but she and her henchmen would always find me. she left one day, leaving the door open. her henchmen were asleep and I had an idea that was made real.
that idea was for me to write to you, and somehow send this to you. I'll probably get someone to send it. I hope Elizabeth and her henchmen get what they really deserve.
I'm sorry, Michael.
I love you so much, but you need someone better. someone who won't get you in situations like these.
do me a favor, be yourself. find someone who will love you more than I do. I'm sorry..
I'm always here to look after you.
forever and always,
-April

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concert | michael clifford
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