he watches her from a distance.
he wants to know her.
she doesn't notice him.
so he writes her letters.
over the space of one summer he finds his true love but in the end he loses everything.
or does he?
short story by flirtingly
cover by me
highest...
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today you told me, feebly and with much effort, "bobby, i know i'm dying. please, promise me something. promise me that after i die, you won't be sad. tell me you'll go on with your life and be happy. please, please just promise me you'll be happy." ash, you truly astound me. but i can't. i can't promise you that. i would be lying, because i won't be happy. how can i ever be happy again without you here?
