Chapter 1
M,
You’re probably never going to read this. I don’t even think you like reading, but i guess that works out well for me.
I never did like people knowing too much about me; especially you.
I like to keep to myself. This is where I’m truly free. I’ve been doing it for years. I guess that makes it familiar territory, a comfort blanket of some sort.
I know it sounds silly; that I can put what I’m feeling into lengthy sentences and intricate, detailed imagery, but can’t voice them aloud.
It’s pretty cowardice, if you ask me.
That’s just the way it is, I’m afraid.
Our story isn’t over yet. I wasn’t even sure when it began. But the end is definitely near. In a few short months, I fear I will never see you again.
I have no idea how this will end or where it will take us - if it will even go anywhere for that matter, but this is the story of
you & i
