A Daryl Dixon, Pre-Apocalypse story...
An anxious, shy, teenage girl falls in love with an older, troubled, teenage boy. Years later and after no contact, she writes to him, reflecting on their time together, and let's him know exactly how she felt.
Is it too late?
Dear Daryl,
I hate change. Then I looked into your eyes and suddenly I was ready for it. You held me in your arms and I never wanted you to let go, but you did and you left. But I still think about you, and I still miss you... and I still love you. I'm still here, Daryl--where you left me. If you loved me like I think you did, and if you still do (I really hope you do)...you know where to find me.
Love always, your Lady.