Dear a/n,
Three words. I love you.
Why do I allow myself, though? When in your presence I liquify like snow.
Why do I make myself suffer like this? It is hell to only imagine you and me yet it is bliss.
I love you.
I wasn't sure of those strange words’ meaning until I discovered you. Until under your chanting spell, I became trapped. Until under your wickedly beautiful smile, I became strapped.
I love you.
But--the agony you cause me, I should have been able to predict it. Now, look at me, with your musical laugh I am addicted.
I love you.
Why won't you love me back? Why won't you let me paint over those messy drawings on your arms? Why won't you let me make your cold, unloving world warm?
Are you blind, boy? Are you deaf? Are you unable to see all the glory you still have left?
I love you.
But stop drowning in past mistakes and being swallowed by self-hate. And please, don't give up on beautiful things like love and fate.
Sincerely Yours,
Tee.
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