Dear,
Today, during practice, I realized something: it is an awfully lot easier to talk to you through letters, even if I will never get up the nerve to send this. Because for some damn reason or other, I can write songs about people in my life and sing them without a single care, but you're different. And only we know why.
Because as soon as you were in my life, you were out of it. People have come and gone, but they have never meant as much as you have.
Someday, I'll get up the nerve to say what I really want to say. No sugar coating or any of that crap. I'll say it and it will feel good, healthy. But today is not that day.
Nevertheless,
Love, Tom.
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Love, Tom - a T.P. FANFICTION
FanfictionHe loved her, but his shyness had always overshadowed his need to express his emotions. So, he sets his pen to paper and the words leave his mind. But she never does. THANKS TO @hannahmfoley01 for the inspiration!
