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dear jack,

i'm disappointed.

in you, in the world, but most of all, in myself.

how in the world did i become so attached and dependent in a person?

so attached to the point where the minute i glance at your sun-kissed skin, i long to hold your hand, to hear you talk for hours and hours about the random things you'd come up with, and to hear you the songs you wrote - which were absolutely horrendous but always full of emotion.

i'm disappointed because after the many, many times you promised to not forget me, you ended up doing so.

all because of what happened last december.

who would've thought that the kids everyone in town thought would end up married, would be separated due to one mistake.

i've seriously got to stop letting you come to me whenever you are sad and need a shoulder to cry on.

lost,

aubrey

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