It’s her.
It’s her who I think about when I aim my pistol at the sky. How much will this hurt her? I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Eliza.
And, too, it’s him. It’s the youthful eyes that were robbed of the chance to become so much more, that deserved that chance more than I did. How I loved those eyes, how I was saved in those eyes. How sorry I am and how much you hurt me, John. You owe me a goodbye kiss. I’m coming to collect soon, love.
Angelica, I know I don’t have to say this, but take care of her. You were right, you were always right, when you told me she’s the best thing in our lives. I should have listened to you more. I want to dedicate to you one last misplaced comma, my dearest.
Right before the end, I remember them.
You made my unlikely life possible.
I can’t wait to see you again.
YOU ARE READING
Words, if they reach you
Fanfictionso I wrote this at one am it's a fever dream of songs and feels. i downloaded wattpad at four am bc I craved validation but never posted bc I didn't have a cover for it and I just made one so here it is. if you've seen this over at amino it's becaus...
