Last Letter: Goodbye
I don't know if I will have the time to write anymore letters, because I might be too busy trying to participate,
so if this doesn't end up being the last letter, I just want you to know that I was in a bad place before I started high school.
And you helped me. Even if you didn't know what I was talking about or know someone whose gone through it,
you made me not feel alone. Because I know there are people who say all these things don't happen, I know these things
will all be stories someday, and our pictures will become old photographs.
But right now, these moments are not stories, this is happening. I am here. I am looking at him. And he is so beautiful.
That one moment when you are not a sad story, you are alive. And you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and
everything that makes you wonder, and you are listing to that song, on that drive, with that people you love most in this world.
And in this moment I swear, we are infinite.
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