DEAR LITTLE BIRDY,
One more day. The day after tomorrow you'll be gone. I feel as though I've been so crippled by the fear of you having to go, that I haven't summoned the courage to make the most of our last hours.
I wonder if you even want to leave. Maybe you find it amusing here. Yeah! That's it...you probably don't want to leave. You're so used to me now aren't you? I have a tiny bit of hope birdy.
Im not sure though. Perhaps you've been pretending to like me? But you've stayed this long...maybe in order not to hurt my feelings?
I know I know..absurd of me to think.
In a last attempt , today, I took you to the little woods behind the house. I remember how I took you there in the early days. That, I apologize for. But then I also remembered how I first found you there. I can tell you something, you've come such a long way. You loved it so much.
We met your little friend...I think it's a girl little birdy...
So you must be a boy.
The two of you seem quite fond of each other. Maybe you quite relish the idea of eloping.
Please don't
L E A V E.
Lucy x
