Dear Clara,
ive fucked up again havent i. i made you feel like garbage and you told me. maybe i just shouldnt tell you when i cry. im going to. im going to keep my world of sadness from yours of joy. i want you happy, even if it means ignorance. i will protect you.
still sobbing,
me
YOU ARE READING
Dear Clara
RomanceIn which an unrequited love impels one to write letters without sending to the girl they love. • Sorry if you find it horrible; I wrote this a long time ago.
