to my rose,
hello, love. it has been a rough couple of weeks. classes have been more challenging, even for me. however, it's been very useful to take my mind off of you.
yet, at this time of night, is when i cannot escape thoughts of you. i miss you so much. we haven't spoken in these few weeks and it's hurting me. the fact that you're not interested in me, but only my letters.
she seems to not make you happy. you may be able to fool charlie and all of the others, but i can see how much she tires you. also, she's constantly hanging off of your arms and clinging to your every move.
i am sorry, if i made this happen. maybe to myself or it is something you felt you needed to do. i am incredibley sorry, rose. i can only reiterate this line, as it is burned into my brain every time i see the both of you. i am sorry, sincerely.
yours,
secret admirer.
YOU ARE READING
𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒.
Fanfiction1960. note style. neil always receives a note in the five centuries of verse book just before each meeting from a signed, "to my rose." with all of the members of the dead poets society making fun of him for the letters, neil decides to ask their h...