There's something about 707

Bittersweet Tragedy

Dear 707,

It was a ride meeting you. Teasing me, then pushing me away with a cold stare and change in personality.

You were one of a kind. Not every man can do that you know.

Now, it's your turn. You feel anxious right? You don't want to read this letter, you're scared.

But I'm sorry.

I want to thank you for everything you have done

And I literally mean everything.

Thank you for the first feeling of my heart caving into my chest.

Thank you for being someone who was always there.

Thank you for always watching over me.

Thank you for being my friend.

Thank you for being someone to open up to.

But most importantly, thank you for saving me.

I really enjoyed every moment being with you.

You were really special to me.

There's just something about you, 707.

I really wanted to say this all when I was alive, but I didn't know the ending was coming this fast.

I didn't know that I would become sick so fast.

But time flies when you're having fun.

I'm sorry I couldn't hold you tight once more before I passed away.

I'm sorry I couldn't say some things I really wanted to say.

I'm sorry that I'm not there for you anymore.

And I'm sorry for most of all,
That I couldn't be strong.

You have no idea how much you meant to me Seven.

But I have one last regret.

I regret not asking you out for dinner that one night, where I wanted to see your facials, where I wanted to hear your voice,

Where I wanted to see you smile.

In sorry for not being affectionate.

I'm sorry that it is all too late now.

I love you.

Lily.
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