Epilogue

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To my dear Dan,

Please, if you ever felt the same way I do, if I ever meant anything to you, if we meant anything to you at all, keep reading this.

Hey. If you're reading this, it probably means that you didn't want to talk to me. And I understand. I really do. I messed up with your feelings, and I'm sorry, but I really didn't mean to do it. Still reading? Okay, so that's how it happened:

When I got home from visiting you, I had the dumbest smile on my face. All the time I had spent with you made me very happy. My brother, Martin(I've you told about him before), noticed I was different.

A while later, he found out about you and threatened to tell my mom about it if I didn't get a girlfriend as soon as possible. So, at this point, I would either get a girlfriend or find a new place to live, so I started dating this girl who had a really big crush on me, Janine, as you already know, just so I could make time to find a new home, this time near you.

Janine happened to be a possessive psycho who demanded all my passwords to everything and was very mean to me...

Well, as I write you this, I've already rented one of Clari's spare rooms, broke up with psycho girl and find myself in a train, with flowers, on my way to see you.

I know you might think I'm crazy and you might not even want to look me in the face, and you might be right, you know?

I am crazy.
I am completely, mad crazy about you.
And I love you too much to just let you leave my life like this. So I'm gonna fight.

I'm gonna fight for you,

        I'll fight until you trust me again.
             
                     I hope this works.

I have no idea what I'm gonna do with my life if I don't have you in it, and I don't even want to think about that.

Please remember that I love you very much and I feel terrible for making you suffer.

I miss you.
I miss your smell.
  I miss your hugs.
   I miss your kisses.
    I miss just being near you.
     I miss your smile.
      I miss your bad jokes.
      I miss sleeping next to you.
     I miss cuddling you.
    I miss your blushing.
   I miss your voice.
  I miss playing with your hair.
I miss everything.
I miss you.

God, I hope you can forgive me.

Lots of love from Phil who is very sorry.

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