Unsent Letters, a twilight fanfic

Dedicated to my sister: Hope you know I can e normal-minded every once in a while, it's not as fun but...

I love you. There, I said it. I need you. I want you. I can't live without you.

I guess I'm just jealous. There you are, off gallivanting over the world with them. They are your family, they are your life now.

Can I say this though, before you burn this? You are the air I breathe. You are the fire in my veins. You are my sky, you are my earth. I walk in your footsteps, I dream you at night. You are my moon, you are my stars. You are my sun, I pivot around you.

You are the blood in my veins.

You are the oxygen in my lungs.

You are all my eyes can see.

I'll admit to having written poetry, it's all about you.

I know, I know, it doesn't sound right, you probably think this will be a joke, you'll laugh and throw it in the garbage as you pass it by.

But please, don't. I don't know who I am, I don't understand what I've become. I'm scared when I see him and feel nothing. I've apologized to her, I've started to smile.

Smile, really, and truly smile.

I laughed the other day, laughed!

The others stared for a long time, I left because it was awkward.

I wore a dress not too long ago, I imagined your face if you'd seen me in it. It made me laugh.

I visited father's grave. It's a nice place, very peaceful, I found myself visiting it more and more often.

I feel... light... I don't understand it really, I feel like there's a weight off my shoulders, and you, you took away that weight. You helped me, healed me, I'm sorry I treated you the way I did.

I know this won't chane anything between us. You'll always be that boy that traveled the world. I'll always be that lonesome girl from that small town, the girl that would forever be chained here. The girl that died in the same place she was born.

I know you'll look at this letter now and won't be smiling like you usually are, and I know that you might even feel guilty. I'm sorry, I can't help hurting people, please, just know I didn't try to this time.

I'll take a deep breath and say this, pen shaking: I love you.

Yes, you.

You won't, can't, love me back, but it doesn't matter, it seems to be my destiny to fall in love with people who can't love me back. It's my destiny to die broken-hearted.

I have known you since we were little kids, I have seen you grow up, I have seen you change.

You are my life, and I love you.

I. Love. You.

Have a nice life,

Leah

I folded the letter carefully and slid it into the plain white envelope. Careful not to fold it more than necessary. I took the pen and wrote
Jacob Black in curly letters on the front of the plain white letter.

I trailed my lips slowly over the envelope flap and then pressed it closed, sealed.

I opened the desk drawer and dropped it in.

One broken heart, never to mend.

One sealed letter, never to be sent.

I had this idea the other day, I couldn't help but do it, even if I am extremely involved with my nanowrimo.

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xxTunstall Chickxx

17/11/08