Y/N,
This letter is a mess. I am a mess. Such a mess in fact that, I cannot even write properly. I doubt any of this makes sense but I just want to try and convey my emotions into words. My hand is shaking. Can you read my writing?
Are you okay?
I know I don't really have a right to ask but please, please just let me know that you're okay. That's all I ask.
Diana won't tell me where you are and is only giving you this letter because she is worried that I will do something stupid.
I won't. I promise. I'm not going to do anything reckless to cause you more emotional pain. I've already caused you enough.
You cannot imagine how much I wish I owned a time machine. I wish I could go back in time and just stop myself from being so awful. I still cannot believe that I said those things to you. How you put up with me so long? I'll never know. I was a monster to you, yet you still stayed as long as you could.
My saint.
I still love you. I know that the feeling isn't reciprocated anymore but I just want you to know that I still care. I'll always cared. Although I didn't show it enough, which is why you're not here beside me. You don't have to love me again. I'm not asking for that, especially after what I said and did but please, at least let me know that you're okay.
Are you happy?
Of course you're happy, I'm not there...
...making you miserable.
I'm a mess without you here but we both knew this would happen. We were drowning in an endless sea of emotion and I was dragging you down. Down, down, down...
Down.
Well, you're free. I'm letting go of my lifeline. That's you.
Man overboard, my love.
I can't make things better between us and for that, I'm so, so sorry.
Stay safe, my little love. Stay safe and live a full life. I love you.
Forever yours,
Steve Trevor
