"Achlea, I'm sorry." It read. I sat down and continued, "I'm not good with words. At all. Im always at a loss for them. But when I met you I was truly. You are perfect. I still am struck by you. But as I am not good at expressing these things, physically, orally or mentally, all I can give you is words someone wrote before I ever could. Lyrics, to be specific. Something you've always had a fondness for. So please, please read these and pretend I wrote this for you."
"If every living thing dies alone,
what am I doing here?
If every living thing dies alone,
what am I doing here?
Weighed down with words too over-dramatic
Tonight it's "It can't get much worse"
Vs. "No one should ever feel like..."
I'm willing to take my chances on the hope I forget
that you hate him more than you notice
I wrote this for you
I could be an accident but I'm still trying.
That's more than I can say for him.
I'm into you
Baby not a day goes by that I'm not into you
And if I mean anything to you,
I'm sorry, but I've made up my mind.
We'll meet again when both our cars collide.
You were the last good thing about this part of town.
Achlea, if I make it out alive, do me a favor, and please, don't let me hurt you. Because if i'm really who I think I am, you don't want me.
Yours In Spirit Since It Can't Be In Body,
James."
I ran out of his room in tears.
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