Sam wrote a letter to Harrison and she did not mail the letter to him yet. Maybe sometimes soon, she will. It gives us a reflection of her situation with Harrison.
Writer's Note: I just wrote this letter out of spur of the moment. Not the best piece. I try to imagine how I would be feeling if I was Sam. So really, don't flame me too harshly if you think it's nothing new because it isn't. Thanks. Please note that these characters are created by Warner Bros. Thank you and do not sue me because I'm merely a fan of the show and have no money.
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Dear Harrison,
Since you are not talking to me any time soon, I am writing you a letter. Simply put - It hurts me so much that I can't talk with you anymore or be your friend, laugh and talk about silly things in life. You are my best friend and no one can replace you. I remember a lot of things we did together and even the first time that we met.
Oh Harrison! How could you even ask me to choose between George and you? It is hard to be put on the spot with a gigantic question like that. Nothing is so black and white but I felt that I was in the gray area. It was so sudden and you demanded an answer. That was unfair but your question and your confession made me think about us and my boyfriend. The truth is I am afraid to risk our friendship, everything we had from the past till now had I went with you. Brooke is right. You're willing to risk our friendship but I am not ready to do that. You said that every time we would talk, you would want to ask me why could I not at least try with you? Maybe because I am not ready to cross that boundary yet. I did see us together before but you know, it is silly back then. I had crushes on Josh and ton of guys and you, well, you are my Harrison, my best friend. When I saw you with Brooke, it hurts a little, ok, it hurt a lot that she is making you laugh and smile. When I took the picture of you two that night of your date, you turned and looked straight at me. I hate it, our situation, Harrison. It is complicated and definitely, won't go away any time soon. I hate me hurting you. I hate the fact you are sad and angry because of me. I hate that I can't stop thinking about you. I hate that I am with George and I can't focus about him. Every time that you come by, I can't kiss him because your face is there and it fell when I told you I would go with George.
Harrison, please. Don't do this. Don't run away from this and let's face it head-on. Didn't you say that when problems (darkness) arise, we should muster our courage and face it head-on. That is what I want to do and I am not running any longer. Let us talk again and be like we were before or close to it. It's horrible, I know. But I want you to know that I will always love you, the way we were, and always will stand by you. Always will be there whenever you call me. Right now, you chose not to talk to me and I understand but I hope that time will heal both of our wounds. Your hurtful glares hurt me but I am afraid to hurt you even more than what you are enduring from this year. I hope you forgive me and someday, we will talk again. Until that day, I feel incomplete and not the same with you. Even George can't make me feel better than you can. So come back.
Love,
Sam
Writer's Note: I just wrote this letter out of spur of the moment. Not the best piece. I try to imagine how I would be feeling if I was Sam. So really, don't flame me too harshly if you think it's nothing new because it isn't. Thanks. Please note that these characters are created by Warner Bros. Thank you and do not sue me because I'm merely a fan of the show and have no money.
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Dear Harrison,
Since you are not talking to me any time soon, I am writing you a letter. Simply put - It hurts me so much that I can't talk with you anymore or be your friend, laugh and talk about silly things in life. You are my best friend and no one can replace you. I remember a lot of things we did together and even the first time that we met.
Oh Harrison! How could you even ask me to choose between George and you? It is hard to be put on the spot with a gigantic question like that. Nothing is so black and white but I felt that I was in the gray area. It was so sudden and you demanded an answer. That was unfair but your question and your confession made me think about us and my boyfriend. The truth is I am afraid to risk our friendship, everything we had from the past till now had I went with you. Brooke is right. You're willing to risk our friendship but I am not ready to do that. You said that every time we would talk, you would want to ask me why could I not at least try with you? Maybe because I am not ready to cross that boundary yet. I did see us together before but you know, it is silly back then. I had crushes on Josh and ton of guys and you, well, you are my Harrison, my best friend. When I saw you with Brooke, it hurts a little, ok, it hurt a lot that she is making you laugh and smile. When I took the picture of you two that night of your date, you turned and looked straight at me. I hate it, our situation, Harrison. It is complicated and definitely, won't go away any time soon. I hate me hurting you. I hate the fact you are sad and angry because of me. I hate that I can't stop thinking about you. I hate that I am with George and I can't focus about him. Every time that you come by, I can't kiss him because your face is there and it fell when I told you I would go with George.
Harrison, please. Don't do this. Don't run away from this and let's face it head-on. Didn't you say that when problems (darkness) arise, we should muster our courage and face it head-on. That is what I want to do and I am not running any longer. Let us talk again and be like we were before or close to it. It's horrible, I know. But I want you to know that I will always love you, the way we were, and always will stand by you. Always will be there whenever you call me. Right now, you chose not to talk to me and I understand but I hope that time will heal both of our wounds. Your hurtful glares hurt me but I am afraid to hurt you even more than what you are enduring from this year. I hope you forgive me and someday, we will talk again. Until that day, I feel incomplete and not the same with you. Even George can't make me feel better than you can. So come back.
Love,
Sam
