Dear You, Love Me (One Shot)
Dear Me, Love You
Dear You,
I was wondering how you were feeling today. Maybe the same old feeling you felt yesterday. Maybe, someday that feeling will go away. Maybe, someday I can have that feeling go away. Someday...
Love, Me
Dear You,
I see you sitting all by yourself underneath that cork tree with a notebook. I wonder if you are writing. Maybe drawing. I wonder if you write about me. Or maybe draw me, or draw someone like me. I wonder...
Love, Me
Dear You,
You left your notebook underneath the cork tree yesterday. They are such beautiful drawings. I didn’t mean to look, but I was curious. Maybe this is something big. Maybe we can be something more. Maybe...
Love, Me
Dear You,
You make me float on air. You make me smile when I don’t want to. You’ve changed my world. I’m happy that I’m yours. You made me not invisible anymore. You saw me. My superhero.
Love, Me
Dear You,
I just wanted to let you know... you make me smile.
Love, Me
Dear You,
I love you with all my heart. You have me.
Love, Me
Dear You,
I don’t know what happen, but I know we can get through this. It’s just you and me against the world. I’ll be right by your side forever.
Love, Me
Dear You,
It’s been so long since I’ve wrote to you. Like it would matter anyways. I know you too well, but sadly you don’t know me. I see you with him, wishing that it was me you were holding hands with. I don’t want to face it. I don’t.
Love, Me
Dear You,
I saw you sitting underneath that cork tree again. You were drawing again in that notebook of yours. I came by you to see how you were doing, but of course you didn’t know me. But from your eyes, I could tell you still love me. That you still cared for me. I just wanted to let you know... I still love you.
Love, Me
Dear You,
You left your notebook behind again... just like that first time. I opened it up to see the same old drawings again. I flipped to the last page to see a picture of me dated yesterday. You drew me. Maybe that will help you. Maybe you’ll come back to me.
Love, Me
Dear You,
It’s useless. I don’t want to say it, but I have no other choice. I’m sorry I have to say it, but you’re gone.
Love, Me
Dear You,
This is the last letter I write to you. I just want to say one last thing before I go: I miss you and will always love you forever even if you don’t love me back.
Love, Me
I was wondering how you were feeling today. Maybe the same old feeling you felt yesterday. Maybe, someday that feeling will go away. Maybe, someday I can have that feeling go away. Someday...
Love, Me
Dear You,
I see you sitting all by yourself underneath that cork tree with a notebook. I wonder if you are writing. Maybe drawing. I wonder if you write about me. Or maybe draw me, or draw someone like me. I wonder...
Love, Me
Dear You,
You left your notebook underneath the cork tree yesterday. They are such beautiful drawings. I didn’t mean to look, but I was curious. Maybe this is something big. Maybe we can be something more. Maybe...
Love, Me
Dear You,
You make me float on air. You make me smile when I don’t want to. You’ve changed my world. I’m happy that I’m yours. You made me not invisible anymore. You saw me. My superhero.
Love, Me
Dear You,
I just wanted to let you know... you make me smile.
Love, Me
Dear You,
I love you with all my heart. You have me.
Love, Me
Dear You,
I don’t know what happen, but I know we can get through this. It’s just you and me against the world. I’ll be right by your side forever.
Love, Me
Dear You,
It’s been so long since I’ve wrote to you. Like it would matter anyways. I know you too well, but sadly you don’t know me. I see you with him, wishing that it was me you were holding hands with. I don’t want to face it. I don’t.
Love, Me
Dear You,
I saw you sitting underneath that cork tree again. You were drawing again in that notebook of yours. I came by you to see how you were doing, but of course you didn’t know me. But from your eyes, I could tell you still love me. That you still cared for me. I just wanted to let you know... I still love you.
Love, Me
Dear You,
You left your notebook behind again... just like that first time. I opened it up to see the same old drawings again. I flipped to the last page to see a picture of me dated yesterday. You drew me. Maybe that will help you. Maybe you’ll come back to me.
Love, Me
Dear You,
It’s useless. I don’t want to say it, but I have no other choice. I’m sorry I have to say it, but you’re gone.
Love, Me
Dear You,
This is the last letter I write to you. I just want to say one last thing before I go: I miss you and will always love you forever even if you don’t love me back.
Love, Me