Dearest,
Violet.
I know you're not mine.
I'm aware of that.
But I'm very afraid of
losing you as it is.
Because you do make me feel things
I've never felt with anyone.
And you're such a nice human being.
I don't know how to say it
without sounding creepy,
but you just give me faith in humanity.
You make me feel like not everything
in this world is as fucked up as it seems.
You make me feel like there's hope.
For me.
You make me feel as if I were cancer
and you're the cure the doctors
have been looking for desperately.
I know that was a strange comparison
but I can't think straight anymore,
I just think about you
and how much
I want to have you.
Like you said in the last letter
you're not those other girls,
You're not Natalie,
you're not Stacy
or Vanessa.
You're Violet.
You're my Violet.
And even if you're not mine,
I'm so scared of loosing you.
So desperate and scared of losing you.
Scared that you'll meet me
and then decide that I'm not who you
thought I was all along,
and I can't have that Violet.
That can't happen.
I just can't loose you.
-Ryder.
YOU ARE READING
Dearest, Heartbreaker.
Short StoryA collection of letters dedicated to you. The one and only, heartbreaker. In where a girl suffering from unrequited love writes her lover a series of letters expressing her feelings towards him. (Short story)
