Guitar Guy (Luke Hemmings)

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dear Luke,

Remember when you promised you'd always be here for me?

And I promised I would stop hurting myself?

Looks like we're even now.

It's a different kind of pain to focus on when I cut myself.

A distraction from you.

Last time I did this you took all of my blades and threw them away.

Then we laid on your couch watching movies the rest of the night, with your arms around me.

That's the only place I've ever felt safe.

I'm scared, Luke.

I'm being stupidly reckless and you're not here to stop me.

I need you here.

I love you, Luke.

Love,

Mia, who might not make it much longer.