Dearest
Amanda,
It has
already been two years from the day we met. I was a depressed soul working
at a crap job, when an angel walked into my Starbucks and ordered a Grande
Mocha. I’ll never forget the outfit you were wearing. Your smile infected
me from the very beginning. It complemented the way you walked, the way
you talked, and even the way you would scratch your nose. Your mere
presence pulled this tortured, lost wretch of a beast out of a
pit of depression, drugs and suicide attempts.
It was
not hard for me to put you on the pedestal you deserved and exalted all
your works completed in me. All this caused me to be repentant to
my way of life prior to the day I fell in love with my savior.
It wasn’t
long afterwards when I started staying over at your house. I
learned to appreciate Lifetime movies and home improvement shows from the time
we spent watching TV. During bad weather, I would be
your protector and get as close as I could to protect you from the storm. Sometimes
I would just watch you sleep. I liked to imagine you were dreaming of me. The reason for your continuous smile while you slumbered.
I’ve
never learned so much from anyone so interesting, amazing or fun in my
entire life. You are my world, Amanda. There is no place I
would not follow you.
Some people
may try to demonize the relationship by inferring it’s temporary or
superficial. They just don’t understand the relationship we genuinely share.
But
something inside my head is starting to believe those accusations. I can’t
let them continue. It will only bring me back to my lack of
self-confidence. The darkness will only plant seeds and strangle the
goodness you have blossomed inside me. We are prefect for one another.
I could never let you go, nor even think of being with anyone else
besides you.
Which is
why as soon as you are finished reading this letter, I will kill you - then
myself. That way we can be together forever. You can be the angel you've
always been and I will never have to face the demons that once destroyed me.
Please
know Amanda, I will love you forever - even if you have no idea who I am!
Happy
Anniversary,
Derek.
p.s. Don’t
worry. I’ve let myself in.
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