MARCH 8TH, 2017.

tom,

no matter where i go, i still see you. of course, you might've noticed (but you might not have) that i've deleted my instagram. but i saved all our pictures together.. my account is just inactive now. that way i could find some peace of mind from you.

but that didn't even work.

i sound like one of those crazy exs. the ones that say they miss you constantly and want you to get back with them. but really, all this writing i'm doing is my way of coping and trying to stay sane. i do miss you, i do want you back, i do need you. but i guess you don't need me, huh?

it's all crazy just how quick you entered my life and changed my entire perspective on love. i'd always pictured us being like one of those clichè love stories, but it was all different. sure, there was some clichè moments, but for the most part, we kept it real. we were both down to earth and straight with each other. we trusted each other, and hopefully we still do. i mean, i know i trust you. i probably won't ever stop... trusting you i mean.

you're too pure for the world... and what happened wasn't meant to happen. it really wasn't.

but i cannot explain myself fully because i don't know if you're even reading these. it would be a waste of my nasty-ass handwriting to write out the entire story from start to finish without being 100% sure you were actually reading it. that's what's making me paranoid. am i doing all this for nothing?

probably. this is just a way for me to put my thoughts out there and hope something gets through to you.

i'm sorry.

regards,
Lynn.

( NOTESー

this story is a+ depressing.

like i think i've already cried twice writing it? anyways, that's besides the point of this!

this story is now entered in the 2018 wattys!

please, i hate to do this to you... but spread the word on this book! i'd love to see how many people end up reading my writing.. anyways!

wish me luck ! )