Dear Erin, 06.10.15
I read it. I can't even speak.
I know everything, I read every diary entre for four years. Why are you so.. fragile? I guess we all are, look at me, I'm tumbling down like a stack of cards. I know the truth. Everything from why you walked away, to why you called an end to your life. Its all so over powering, to know all of this so suddenly. You even wrote a note right at the end, just for me. Did you know I was going to read it? How you felt is how I felt know. I wish I have fought to keep you that night, had fought for you stay. Even you admitted you were disappointed that I just watched you walk away when that happened. I really didn't know what to do at the moment, I confessed to the girl I adored my feelings for her and she just walked away, what am I supposed to do?
Ugh, you are so selfish for committing suicide. For leaving. For everything. I hate you.
I hate you so fucking much,
Love,
Michael Cifford
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FanfictionIt's time to take a risk, sweetheart. - She was a time bomb, bound to explode. And he was a nobody, hidden in the crowd.
