V I E N N A
dear michael,
i remember when you asked me what my favorite color was, but at the time i didn't have one. there really wasn't a point in having one. you had thought that black was my favorite color, but it wasn't and still isn't.
you asked me what my favorite song was, but at the time i didn't have one. there wasn't a point in having one. you had thought that "hey jude" was my favorite song by the beatles, but it wasn't. i just liked listening to it.
i remember you telling me that grey was your favorite color since it wasn't too dark and wasn't too bright.
you told me that "teenage dirtbag" by wheatus was your favorite song since you could relate to the song.
i never understood why you related to the song until you told me how certain lyrics reminded you of your life.
"but she doesn't know who i am, and she doesn't give a damn about me." that lyric reminded you of me during our time in high school. you thought i didn't know who you were and that i didn't care about you because i was popular, but i did know you and i did care.
"i'm just a teenage dirtbag baby." this lyric reminded you of your life because you thought you were a dirtbag. i didn't know why you thought that, but i didn't say anything.
"how does she know who i am?" i knew you because i couldn't stop myself from watching you in he halls. i wanted to speak to you, but i was nervous and just stayed away.
"why does she give a damn about me?" i gave a damn about you because you were a terrific person and i couldn't stay away from you once we started talking that night.
ever since the day you left the only color i seem to be wearing is grey. the sky has been grey almost everyday. the only color that stands out to me is grey.
ever since the day you left the only song i seem to be wanting to listen to is teenage dirtbag. i know every word perfectly. i could sing the song in my sleep.
it's quite sad how much i miss you. you made me feel alive and excited. every time we'd kiss it would set a fire off in my soul.
you made me believe in something more than a short term relationship. you made me believe in a future. you made me feel something i never felt before with anyone.
love.
and i wish i didn't feel that anymore.
T H I R D P O I N T O F V I E W
Vienna tosses the lit cigarette on the concrete sidewalk beneath her feet. She couldn't help herself to feel guilty about going back to her old habit, but she wanted to feel something else besides heartbreak. She wanted to feel alive again even though going back to her old habit wasn't helping her any like she had hoped.
Calum was currently standing beside her with a letter in his hands. Luke knew who it was from and wanted Calum to let her read it by herself, but Calum got curious and read it by himself.
Calum wanted to make sure he didn't read anything he didn't like, but it was all fine. He thought it wasn't a good idea for her to read it just yet. Luke kept telling him to give it to her since Michael told them he wanted her to read it as soon as possible.
Luke was nervous on how she would respond once she read the letter, but he knew that she needed to read it. He thought that maybe some of her questions would be answered.
Luke and Calum didn't know that Vienna had been writing Michael letters for the past month, and she wanted to keep it that way. She didn't want them to know that she's been writing him letters because she thought it was embarrassing.
Though when Calum tapped her shoulder and held out the white envelope, Vienna changed her mind on wanting to keep the letters a secret once she realized who that letter was from due to the familiar hand writing on the front.
"It's from Michael, isn't it?" Vienna asked him.
"Yeah. He wanted you to read it as soon as you received it." Calum said.
Vienna grabbed the white envelope from him and read the front properly since the angle Calum had been holding it made it too difficult to read.
Vienna
I'm Sorry
Michael started writing that letter before he even left her. He wanted to make sure that he wrote down the right things to say. Michael didn't want her to cry over him and he didn't want her to feel depressed when he left.
Though he failed at that, but maybe what's written in the letter will brighten her mood.
AN
I have a geology test and it makes me sad.
