Dear Cassidy,
I don't know why I'm still writing to you. Or if you're even reading these.
I know that I haven't loved you for some years now.
I'm sorry, but I had to share my feelings.
I had to tell you all the things I never said. The things I should have said.
I loved you once. I loved you so much I could die from it. The feeling was so strong.
It's been several years since I've seen you. We've grown so very far apart. To far to even be friends, I think.
I still hear about you from time to time. I can still hear a song and think of you. Ironically the song is called 'Thinking of you'. How pitiful can I get.
But at least now. Now, I don't love you anymore.
It doesn't hurt to think of you anymore.
Do you even remember me?
Am I just a faint memory from days longs past?
It's okay. I wish I didn't remember.
- Rayna
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Things I should have said
Roman d'amourShort story of unrequited love told through letters. 'There are many things I should have said.'