Dear Marinette,
I don't know whether this has gotten sent to you yet or it has not been delivered to yet.. Or maybe you chose not to open this letter from me. I mean you have the absolute right in wanting to not hear from me ever again if you do not choose to. I bet you hate me so much. I truly do believe so that I shouldn't have left 2 years ago. I left with guilt believing that Paris is not my place and.. I was not able to do something that I had wanted to do for a long time.
I just want you to know that wherever you are now, whatever you are doing... I will always.. L~ Care about you.
Aside from all of that, I can write about everything that has happened so far, I started to go to more programs involved in music, I have a niece now she's a real cutie!
2 years now and I regret the day I left to go back to America.. It wasn't a good choice because.. I don't feel good anymore.
You were so friendly to me and I left you that day, you probably didn't see it coming that, that was going to be the last day we would see each other.
Even if it has been 2 years I still have not forgotten the exact color of your eyes - cerulean which sometimes appear in my dreams - good or bad, seeing you there in front of me still lets me able to have at least a small spark in my heart.
Marinette, I needed to tell you something even if you don't get this letter I will try my hardest from now on to get this message to you.
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『The Rhythm Of Despair』
FanfictionLuka Couffaine, a 15 year old boy who is trying to follow his dreams even if his Father doesn't agree with it. All his life, he wanted to become a guitarist but with all the pressure around, he couldn't. Whenever he tries to play his guitar he gets...