(A/N: I know the image says 1960, but 1959 works better for me also Joyce would be turning nineteen but she's turning seventeen so I can make the Heathers reference simply for Winona's sake and idk why but I feel like Jopper would have been a JDronica kind of relationship minus the murder (although who knows ?) -we'll just call it artistic license 😜 )
*TW: This chapter contains mention of implied suicide, please read with discretion and seek help immediately if needed*
A photograph from 1959
That I try not to look at
Most of the time
But your eyes are still boring
Into the back of my head
So sometimes
I take it out and look at you instead
It only makes me cry harder
I'm making worse for myself I know
But I love this image to pieces
It's more than just a photo
I don't remember who took it
Although I'm sure as hell you do
We were still young and reckless
Innocent and naive too
I had just turned seventeen
And so had you
My friends didn't really like you
But to be honest I didn't really like them
You were kind of my boyfriend
And also kind of not
Do you remember that Jim
Or have you already forgot
How everyday for a year
You would leave me a note
With a poem or some kind of trash
That you claimed to me you
Wrote
And did you want to know a secret
Cos I kind of still have them Hop
And I knew exactly where
I took down the box
When the kids weren't there
And I sifted through the box with my hand
Of despair
"Your smile brings me to tears but not as much when you tell me you love me"
I never told you I loved you
Except for once
When I was fifteen and drunk
You drove me home and I brought you close
And whispered three words
I will never regret
Because regretting the truth is as bad as
Forgetting
"Meet me at our spot. Who do you have fifth? Wanna skip?"
Yeah Hop
I do
There's nothing more in the world
I want right now
Than to skip science with Mr Hodges
And smoke with you on the steps
But I can't
I can't smoke with you anywhere
I can't be with you anywhere
Unless I'm dead
I would die for you Hop
And I've been thinking about it too
But I can't
The kids mean too much
And it would kill El to lose someone else
And I won't ever be that person
I'll stay alive with the tiniest glimmer of hope
Because
I love you
And love
Can always be the glimmer
Even if you think you don't have one
There are at least five people in the world who love you
With all of their heart
And I'm one of them
Jim
I'm one of them
Yours Truly,
Joyce
(A/N: Sorry about the chaos earlier in the chapter but I hope you liked it and as always stay safe, keep reading, don't forget to comment and vote and stay totally tubular xx)
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PoetryCHARACTERS ARE CREATED BY THE DUFFER BROTHERS AND NETFLIX AND I DO NOT CLAIM TO OWN ANY OF THESE CHARCTERS A Jopper fanfic/fanpoetry set after the events of Stranger Things Season 3. It is a series of letters/poems that Joyce writes to Hopper in his...