Just an author's note. This is a one shot. Hope you like it! ~ BookNerd666
Will, Will, oh Will.
I know that you will never read this for that is my intention. But I am going to pour my beating, trembling heart into this letter in hopes that maybe somehow you will know how I feel. Whenever you are near me, I feel butterflies dancing around in my stomach and I can hardly keep myself in control. When you say my name I feel a surge of adrenaline run through my ever coursing veins. Secretly I covet this feeling of pure joy and happiness. But you do not want me and have told me several times. Why don't you see that I love you?
You have torn my dreams countless times, only to have them rebuild stronger and more vibrant, yearning to be released and once more crushed. My body betrays my mind and I can feel you on my skin, against my lips, even though I know it isn't "lady like". Oh whatever shall I do with you? You constantly fill my thoughts, dreams, and idle time with foolish daydreams. I can barely focus when you are near me. But whenever we speak vile things pour from your mouth and make me wonder why I am in love with you in the first place.
There is another very pressing matter weighing on my mind like a brick. I must confess it is a secret that I had wished to keep safe in my heart, but perhaps putting it onto paper will give me some measure of relief. I am not truly in love with Jem, only wishing to be so that I will forget of you and rid my heart of such emotions, though I am begging myself not to do it.
Oh Will! I love you with such passion that even I can't handle it sometimes and wish myself dead for fear that you will break my heart one and final time and send me into oblivion. If only you could see my feelings and return them! Futile dreams for futile hearts, right?
So there it is, no holds barred, everything laid out on the line.
With a crushed heart,
Tessa Grey
