Letter three
We always have a dream. And many people can realize their dreams. Me, I know I can't. Because my dream is to be with you. And it's impossible because I was born in the wrong world. You don't even exist and that hurts me more than everything.
But I hope, when I die, I will wake up in your universe. I want to believe it's possible to see you, hug you and tell you how much I love you. It's just in my head or when I try to shift and that's horrible.
I wanna feel your slim body, hold your hand and explain to you all the sadness and the pain I feel. Just you. Because, yeah I have many friends, but it's... different. They are not confidants, just friends. They can't understand a biffer the tornado in my head, why I want to shift, why I feel so alone sometimes, even when they are with me.
I have an empty place in my heart and I haven't found what can fill it. I think it's you, but, if it's that, this nothing can never change for something new.
I don't want to forget you, but I know, one day, you will just disappear from my head. It's not now. I remember myself all of the moments I spent with you, in my head.
You don't know how I love you.
No one knows...
Letter for D.M.
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