i forgive you

letter ✗ three

Dear ZAYN,

I followed you home today.

I wanted to see what your house looked like. It was so cute. It was painted blue, with white windowsills. There were potted plants outside the windows and a small porch in the front. I want a house like that when I get married and have kids.

Preferably with you.

I was walking behind you, like 20 feet away. You would look back at me and frown. What was wrong? Then you started screaming at me once again. You kept calling me crazy and insane. You said I should be put into a mental hospital.

Well, maybe I am crazy. Maybe I am insane.

But only for you.

I forgive you for saying I was crazy, and for saying I should be put into a mental institution. I know you didn't mean it, any of it.

Insanely,

MADISON