Stan Your Man ♡ Sill

notebook entry twenty four:

why did you leave me so suddenly?
why didn't you tell me you were leaving?
was that what you were going to tell me on our last day? that you loved me but you were moving?
was that why you were so sad?
well was it?
this is the end of our story isn't it bill?
no more stan and bill.
no more cheerful laughs at random moments from the boy who's eyes sparkled a deep blue when looking into mine.
no more long bike rides with me on the back holding onto your waist for dear life, hearing you scream,
"hi-yo silver! awayyy!"
and no more sweet kisses when i'm down to cheer me up.
the end, eh?
well i hope wherever you are, you find someone new, better than me. because you deserve the world and more.
and maybe go become a writer. make it big, be our successful bill. your stories were always fantastic when you let the club hear them anyways. even if all they were, were horror stories. when growing up in derry, i think people will understand.
-sincerely, stan your man ♡