dear romeo
it's been a week. i haven't been writing as things have been pretty busy in the 'hospital'.
there's seldom a person who doesn't believe you're dead. whenever i walk past anyone, they immediately sober up, and sympathetic bullshit spills from their lips. "how are you? im so sorry for your loss. he was your boyfriend wasn't he?"
so maybe I didn't imagine it. the connection we had. if strangers believed we were dating, then maybe we could have been. that didn't make sense. oh well. i should have confessed. i shouldn't have waited. i shouldn't have waited!! i want you to be alive so badly leo, i want you to burst through the door and deliver a cheesey pickup line, like you always used to do. before calypso.
my anxiety is getting worse by the day. yesterday i had a full flown panic attack in the middle of treating a patient and no one knew how to calm me down. because it was always you that would remind me of the breathing exercises, and hold my hand and whisper comforting things in my ear.
wow, maybe we did look like a couple. you did hold my hand an awful lot. it hurts more each day, you not being here. and it hurts even more to hear people talking about you like you're dead. i know you're not. you can't be. i won't allow it. romeo, you've got me whipped and you cannot be dead without knowing how I feel. you're probably just lost?
i need you
love, your Juliet
YOU ARE READING
romeo, leo valdez
Fiksi Penggemar" you were my romeo, leo, " ~ in which a heart broken girl writes letters to her supposedly dead best friend, confessing her love or while he's traveling the world on a romantic holiday, she's tearing h...
