Hey.
I'm sorry for what I did.
And what I said.
Everything, really.
But you have to understand my circumstances.
He...I was in love with him.
But he hurt me.
It's funny that I thought he still wanted me, loved me in a way.
In a way, I'm glad you were here for me, but you don't know where you are, and what you're doing, and I just...I just wanted to say thank you.
For everything.
I hope you're doing well.
Read the bold.
YOU ARE READING
ephemeral | jihope
Random❝because there is no happy ending, unless he's here.❞ → a very badly written jihope short story.
