❝i love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.❞
i'm crying
a letter is lying on my bed. it's one from my dad.
although the one from my secret admirer earlier made me cry a bit as well.
he is so sweet. i just can't believe he thinks like that.
my dad's letter is the last one he wrote. he says in it that it isn't going well for him
it was a suicide mission.
they were sending him in, knowing he was going to die.
they knew.
how could they do this to me?
they sent him in to an enemy base, so he could plant a tracker in there. they knew he was going to be captured, and they knew he was going to die. they all knew.
even he did.
he said how he was sorry, that he needed to do it.
that doesn't make it right. what about when i needed a dad?
what about when i needed someone there for me when i fought with mum? who i could confide in, yet not feel like i was going to be judged.
they told us it was an accident.
they lied.
i get that it was for 'the greater good' and all that.
but i don't think i can forgive them.
at least i have my friend on paper.
i want to know who it is more than ever.
YOU ARE READING
one by one
Short Story❝ the s t a r s fill the sky, and their light shines down. but all i see is y o u. ❞ letters, from someone hopelessly in love to someone blissfully unaware of the world reached #97 short story and #455 romance
