[ WP ] Write the letter that you always wanted to , but never did .

Honey. 
 
 Oh honey. How did we do this, in the first place? How did we get to here, no contact. This is the third month. It's not really no contact, because I still think you are n't dead. You're not, but I forced myself to believe that. 
 
 You've missed out on a lot, honey. I grew. A lot. 
 
 Honey, we said we did n't want to get feelings for eachother. But here we were, with feelings deep for each other and no way out. 
 
 Oh honey I saw how it hurt you. You snapped. You realised that you had to leave, quit this bullshit and return a year later, a `` new person''. 
 
 Which probably was the moment you realised when'Wait, what is this feeling I get when she says things in MY chest omg is this what people call love?'' no, probably hypertension, get it checked. 
 
 You moved house. 
 
 Honey, when you come back, I want to take you out. I did n't think I was toxic for you. Physical contact was, I know... ( hilarious that, when we first started you got terribly ill, and eventually we got there. ) 
 
 
 Honey if my relationship allowed me to, I'd be your Miss for you. I'd allow you to snuggle in with me, hug me, and be with the strong one. Be loved, not tolerated. 
 
 I miss your touch. Your perpetually cold hands. Beards that grow like fire after a day. Tummy hair. I still feel it. 
 
 There is still things that remind me of you. Today I realised that WheezyWaiter reminded me of you, and I could n't watch. 
 
 Muffin scratched my head and I started bawling. There is little stuff like that that sets me off. 
 
 I just want to know what your feelings are. You know mine. I love you. 
 
 
 
 
 You could tell that by the messages I sent. I tried to get a response. I really did. Everything was tried. Seriously, the Adele joke was tried, and the'easy dig' jokes were n't dug at. 
 
 H, please. You might read it. I doubt it, writing prompts were n't your thing. But on the 0.000001 % chance, TEXT THE BLOODY GIRL YOU WERE AVOIDING, SHE KNOWS YOU'RE NOT DEAD, SHE HAS THE SAME TEXT CLIENT TO YOU. Remember how she made you feel? 
 
 
 Good. 
 
 With love; the girl who took you and loved you like only she could. 
 
 ( she'll be impressed if you have a girlfriend, next year. )
