oh, the joy of chance. of kismet. maybe i was wrong. i was okay with not falling for you but as soon as you said you were pan, i couldn't help myself. i fell faster than a coin down a wishing well. faster than my own coin down the wishing well in the graveyard, and my wish came true.
maybe i have a chance.
you're moving house. and state. over here to las vegas. you don't know i live here. you said you wanted to meet and i said some day. i didn't know some day would be so soon. it scares me a little, but i'll be okay.
you're coming to my school as well. and that's all great until spencer sees you. he knows how i feel, and he's bad at keeping secrets.
i should tell you now, while you're not a person i can feel. you can avoid me, that way. tell your parents not to move or you want to go to a different school because your perfection could never like me back.
but it's three in the morning. you went to try to sleep. i should too, but i'm distracted by you. when am i not? i can't get you out of my mind. you buried yourself in and built yourself a home in my mind. its where i waste my time and i can't get you to leave.
not that i really want to, though.
i just don't want to break your fragile heart.
YOU ARE READING
there are only 26 letters i can use
Fanfictionryan sends letters that brendon will never see. not until the end, not until ryan's free. you'll see the blossoming and the downfall of the relationship. heartbreak and love mixed into one. ☆short para☆ ☆lowercase intentional☆ ☆tw//sui, sh, ed☆
