[10]

85 5 0
                                    

Dear Anna, 

It's Monday again. I woke up really early today because I wanted to get out of the house without mom and dad knowing. Either one of them would offer to drive me to school and it'll be an awfully quiet car ride. None of them know what to say to me anymore, not after Saturday night.

You probably guessed it. They asked me tons of questions again but I stayed silent for most of the time until they asked me. 

"Why does she matter so much to you? Anna's just another girl. You'll get over her soon." 

I couldn't hold it in anymore. I screamed and shouted and them with all my might. I told them that you weren't just another girl. You were special. No, not because of your hair colour, your pale skin or your icy blue eyes. It wasn't your appearance that was the only thing special. You're like an exquisite work of art, do you know that? 

You're unique and you're fragile. You have the bubbliest personality hidden beneath your fears. Your flaws and prefections, they defy you. And your paintings. I just love you so much, I love all of you, Anna. I can't get over you, I never will. I won't love anyone but you. 

I love you and you alone, Anna.

Just why didn't I tell you earlier? 

Connor.

Blank Canvas [Wattpad Prize 2014]Where stories live. Discover now