Chapter 31: The Letter

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                                                        ~John's POV~

I wake up with a folded piece of paper at my feet. I grab it, and unfold it to reveal a letter in my most beautiful cursive I've ever seen.


My Dearest, John

                   I never want you to forget how deep my love is for you. All words fail to describe how much I care for you, and how much I wish I could be by your side every second of each day. You are the only light in my life, and you've saved me from the darkness of my past, and I could never thank you enough for that.

I have so much to say, but no way to say it. I have words, but never enough. I can attempt, but I have a low chance of succeeding.

First things first, I love every part of you. I love your freckles, your smile, your eyes, your hair, how you bring joy into a lifeless room, how you charm almost everyone you meet. I see past all your broken edges, your scars, and your mistakes, and I'm almost positive you see past mine.

You always make me feel safe, and that nothing could ever go wrong, though I've come to realize that everything in my life is short lived. I only know endings, and nothing in my life has lasted as long as it should have. I've struggled with time my whole life. People come and go to quickly, and I hope that we have enough time together.

You are everything to me, and I would be nothing without you.

I wish there was an accurate way to describe how much I love you, but there's not. My mind fails me, my hand fails me, my pen fails me when I think of you. I am unable to help you understand, because I don't understand how much you blow me away every day.

I know times are rough for you at the current moment I'm writing this, but I want you to always remember I'm here.

                                                                            Written with love and passion

                                                                                                  -Alexander Hamilton


The letter almost brought me to tears.

'I really should've prepared myself for that.' 

I re-read the letter so many times.

'What did I do to deserve him?'

*38 minutes later*

Alex gets out of bed.

"I'm sorry about last night."

"It's fine. I get like that sometimes, and you already know that."

"Heh,"

I start climbing down from the top bunk.

"Did you get my letter?"

"Yes."

 I smile.

"Wanna go to the cafe?"

"Sure."

We get ready in about 10 minutes, and sit in the same spot in the cafe as usual.

"So, what happened last night?"

"You know you're not gonna get a word out of me."

"I'm not forcing you to tell me, but I wanna know what's bothering you. What was that phone call about?"

"Alex, I would rather just forget about it. Can we stop having this conversation now?"

"Fine, but I'm here if you need to talk."

"Okay, thanks."

'I know I'm not gonna tell him my problems, because I never have told anyone. I never try to keep them in my head, and I try to dispose of them, even if I'm living with my problems haunting me.'

an// OKAY I HAVE A LOT TO EXPLAIN 

first, chapters are getting shorter and longer to get out because of writers block

I'm getting over it sorta, I mean, I have a plan for next chapter (or the chapter after that)


I'VE BEEN IN LOVE WITH TAYLOR SWIFT'S NEW SONG

send help omg

next thing, I'VE BEEN MAKING LAMS MONTAGES SO UMM, I'LL LINK A VIDEO HERE

okay, next thing is, umm I'M GONNA BE WRITING ANOTHER CHAPTER ON AN ALL NIGHTER, BECAUSE I COULDN'T SLEEP LAST NIGHT

i've lost like all my inspiration but hey, im gonna attempt to write another chapter

okay bye bitches

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