Dear Niall,
I wonder what you would do if you found this box full of letters to you?
Would you laugh at me?
At how stupid I am.
At how stupid the idea of loving each other.
It's stupid and impossible.
It makes me cry to know I love you so dearly.
And you only think of me like dead skin on the ends of your fingers, and you are waiting for me to fall off and disappear.
I'm like a rainstorm. You're taking cover from me until I go away so you can play.
Trust me, I want to disappear.
YOU ARE READING
Lucky || nh
ContoLetters from a girl who was emotionally dead. Letters from a boy who wanted to keep her soul alive. - Niall Horan fanfic
