dear leo
no
dear romeo,
because you were my romeo. i know we used to call each other that jokingly, ever since we readingRomeo and Juliet in English class, and ranted about how ridiculous it is. but since then, you always were my romeo.
were.
there's not much hope. i severely doubt you're still alive. it's been one and a half weeks. even if you are alive, where are you? where could you have gone? i know if you could help it, you would not have left me for this long. not after our promise.
all of the rest of the 'eight' are not doing much better than I am. especially piper. we knew you the longest. we all walk about, seldom smiling. because there's not as many reasons to smile, because you're not here telling us stupid jokes.
god, i can't handle this. i haven't left the cabin in over 30 hours. i can't even go out there, and see all those people smiling. doing activities. chiron understands, i think.
i didn't realise how much I relied on you, until now. you were my crutch, leo, and I can't walk without you. i can barely go a day without crying. it's pathetic. but i just can't help it.
just like I couldn't help falling in love with you.
love, your juliet
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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...
