you are pure torture.
they say we only die once in a lifetime.
but you've managed to kill me a hundred times and yet i ask myself why i'm still living.
your existence is torture. the way you used to look at me is torture.
all i ever felt when i was with you was a pure bliss, happiness.
now i feel pain when youre around.
the pain of no longer having you.
we're distant, but i dont want to be.
i wish that we were still us.
stress free, no care in the world, happy.
i want that back again, but i can't even think of the words to say to you.
- i need to speak to you
YOU ARE READING
never sent
Fanfictionletters i wanted to send to Michael, but knew it wouldn't affect him reading them as much as it affected me writing them. - to me dearest lover - from luke
