oh marcy,
i saved up for that necklace, because i wanted our sixth month to be special.
i wanted to pamper you the way you deserved.
and when i saw you wearing it, something in my broke.
because even though i totally screwed you over, you kept it.
and no-one's ever done that for me.
and that's when i finally accepted the fact that i don't simply love you, but that I am in love with you, marcy, the girl that realized how much better off she would be without me in her life.
it's funny, because that's the whole reason our relationship crumbled.
i wasn't ready to love you.
so i freaked out.
i got drunk.
i ended up in bed with someone that i had never met.
we only kissed. we never went further.
but she wanted us to, so she started to fumble with my pants.
i was just about to pull away when you burst into the room.
fate's a funny thing.
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Teen Fiction"you imprinted yourself on me like coffee does to pages in a book, and that stuff sticks." letters from adrian. [ © donut_ 2014 ]