Unsent Letters.

story.

m.f.

If someone asked you about me, I hope you tell them my story.

How crazy I was for you even though you had a girlfriend then. How I made you laugh all the time by just being silly. And going out with you most nights, not because I love overpriced coffee, but I wanna kill time with you - just the feeling that we're somewhere together, even though we are surrounded by friends. Haha

Tell them that I was a martyr. That I loved you even if it's not right, even if it's hard to stick with someone like you, but I still did. Because I thought, maybe you'll develop feelings for me too. Just maybe. Gahh.

But you can't tell them about my pain. Cause you know nothing about it. You were my first love. And I find it funny that love sometimes is unfair. All you did was take my love, until I didn't have anything left for myself.

And I hope you tell them about the things you were afraid to say to me, like if you have feelings for me but you got scared. You always think about what other people will say. Gotta keep up the good image, right? I hope you tell them that you're sorry for what you did to me, how you damaged me, how you used me.

I hope you won't be silent about it if it happens. Tell them anything. Say you remember me.