Letter #2

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Song : Colors by Halsey 

"And I'm still waking every morning but it's not with you."

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As I stare at you from my seat on the bus, I find myself looking at your hands.

The hands that I used to hold. The hands that were always warm, when mine were ice. Because we weren't just best friends.

You don't notice me, you never do anymore.

We are strangers, but with a past.

In spring, you'd smile at me as we'd walk and talk.

In summer, I'd stare at your perfection as we sat upon that Ferris Wheel we went on. Even though I was scared, I would have done anything for you.

In fall, I felt myself losing you. That is when I realized I loved you. That is when the pain started. We barely talked, we grew apart.

How can something so good, go so bad, so fast?? Now, my whole body is ice.

I lost you.

But I guess it's true what they say, fire doesn't mix with ice.

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