Dear Sad Person You,
Nothing hurts anymore. Nothing feels wrong. None can understand how I feel now. Just, thank you. I'll probably won't put this in your locker but I need to write. I'm shaking. I shouldn't because you didn't have to do this to your Happy Person Her, but God.. thank you. Thank you for your existence, thank you for being just yourself. Your Happy Person Her will understand, if/when you'll tell her, that you deserve someone who can love you with every single atom of himself. She should. I will.
Oh Lukas, if only you knew how it hurt when you just threw in the trash every single one of my ripped papers. If only you would have read every single one of my little letters, you would understand how this all feels. I'm pretty sure I won't sleep this night. Dreams and reality collided this morning.
Yours sincerely,
-(Not at all) Sad Person Me
P.s. Your lips are so soft. I could have kissed them all day long.
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Dear Sad Person You
FanfictionDear Sad Person You, Please, read this if you feel empty like me. Yours Sincerely -Sad Person Me In which a boy leaves ripped papers in another guy's locker.
