Dear Kirishima

Dear Boyfriend,

I'm sorry for not telling you. I guess whenever I'm around you, I always forget what's wrong, you're like, the fire to my candle. I never mentioned it, but I think that I don't deserve you. You're so kind, caring, funny, resourceful, empathetic, handsome, and manly.

You're someone I'll always respect.

I feel like I'm holding you back. You could do so many better things in life, you could do so much better than me, I need to let you go. I'm sorry for holding you back.

God, I probably sound like a sap.

Sorry for that, I know you like manly things.

Red, I love you. I love your hair, your eyes, the way you talk, the way you always seem to know how to cheer me up. I love the little scar on your eye, How whenever you're sad, you look like a dejected puppy, you are just so amazing.

You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, but I'm sure you don't think the same.

God, now I'm crying. Sorry, I'm so un-manly right now.

I guess I should tell you how this happened. I don't want you to be sad though, please, for your sake and everyone's at 1-a, be happy. You always light up the room.

God, I really love you Eijirou.

Anyway, I have been sorta depressed lately. I mean, I've been battling it, but it always seems to always one up me, which is very frustrating. I think I might've burned my hair more than a couple times when I talk to it.

It tells me everything. It's like it has eyes everywhere. It, at first, told me what was happening when I left the classroom, which when I came back was happening, and told me what everyone is thinking.

After I started to trust it, it started to show me other things. It showed me the dark side of everyone, what you all thought about me. So, I'm sorry for being a disappointment. Hopefully, in my next life, if there is one, I'll be reincarnated into a tree so I can actually do some good for once.

I just realized I haven't sweared once in this entire letter. I guess you just bring out the best in me.

Sorry for putting all this weight on your shoulders, it really must be a burden. I'm always a burden. Sorry.

You're really special. Please, for the love of god, don't be sad. Nobody else will be sad, so fill up my absence with jokes, your shitty smile, your bright eyes. Don't let everything be awkward.

I'm really sorry for not talking about it. But it told me you would just tell me to 'go away, it's 3 am' and never talk to me again. At first, I didn't want to believe it. But it was right, it was 3 am and you were probably sleeping.

Did you know you look like an angel when you sleep? Your hair sticks up all around your head, and your face is completely relaxed. It seems like all your worries wash away when you sleep.

God, I really really love you.

I don't think you know, but I like to draw you a lot. You're such a perfect model, beautiful, elegant, manly, you are everything I could want and more. I guess, since I won't need it where I'm going, I could give you my drawings. They suck and I suck, so if you want you can just throw it away. It's not like I'll know.

You can do... whatever.

Why am I crying?

I mean, it's not like I'm wanted, so why am I crying?

I guess i just really love you.

I love you so god damn much.

I'm really sorry.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Remember when we went on our first date? The one to the park? That was so nice. Uraraka and Mina had followed us and were watching us, it was really funny how bad they were at following people, but it made it more fun.

Remember when your dog died? Yeah, sorry for bringing it up. But anyway, remember when you grabbed my hand after telling me and bought both of us ice cream? I was supposed to be the one buying the ice cream and cheering you up, not the other way around... but it was really fun.

Fuck, I'm crying again. Sorry, I'll stop. This letter is really long.

I love you. Really. I'd of married you if I wasn't dragging you around.

Love, your (dead) boyfriend,
                          Katsuki Bakugou


P.s
I'm sorry for drawing these without your permission. There's some more in the closet if you want to destroy them. I won't care.

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