"Dear Darling,
I'm sorry for whatever I'm accused of, or guilty of, just forgive me, come home. I need you, and I don't think I can say goodbye to you.
Love, Peter."
My heart throbs for the first time as I read his words. Picking one note after another.
"Dear Lovely,
I know that you think your hurting me by staying, but it feels like I'm dying when your gone. I want you beside me, come back and stay.
Love, Peter."
"Dear Sweet Girl,
I get that you probably don't want to talk to me, but please do. I need to at least read your words because...I miss you. I'm afraid that I'll go insane without you. Stay with me and I'll love you in ways impossible.
Love Pete."
"Dear Angel,
I thought I saw your hair in the market today, so I ran and it turned out to be someone else entirely. I thought I heard your voice in the shower. I thought I felt you hand brush against mine late at night. I dreamed of your eyes on me.
Lover Boy."
"Dear Beautiful,
Your not getting any of these letters, and it's only because they don't have your address on them. You've moved and I can't get you to move out of my mind.
Loved Boy."
"Dearest Dear,
My heart stopped beating today, and I can't seem to get out of bed. I question my sanity of reality of you being here. You can't be real, but it felt so real. Please come back to my reality.
Romeo."
"Dear Dear,..."
"Dear Sympathetic Sel..."
"Dear..."
"Dear..."
It went on like that for half the day. He wrote so many letters to me.
I reach the latest letter, about a day ago.
"Dear Flower,
Today...I can't seem to write, but yet I can. This whole time I've been begging you to come home and make me happy. I changed my mind. Do what makes you happy because of your happy...I can survive. Just visit me once in a while. I'm not ready to let you go, but just know that behind every kiss, letter, word, moment, know that I'm Completely head over heels for you.
Love Peter, Lover Boy, Romeo...
To Juliet."
Tears shred down my cheeks and I realize how much I mean to him. How much it'd kill him if I got with anyone else.
Peter stands with his own tears in his eyes and goes to help me stand, but it's too late.
I burst off the floor and run into him. Crashing our lips together was so familiar, almost natural.
He wrapped his arms around me and I felt it. Our Happily Ever After...
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Deep Regression
RomanceDepression has become the Ultimate death sentence since 2007. Many have jumped off buildings, and slit their wrists. Finally the government has decided to take action, putting the ill away. Its 2015, and so much has changed. Bill of rights intact...
