"There is no shortage of fault to be found amid our stars." - The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
Dear Percy,
I've always known exactly what to say to you. I never had to tell you anything, though, because you could always read my mind, unless I was talking about architecture. But now, I just don't know.
Her pen hovered over the page, trying to put her thoughts into words.
I've been thinking for days, but there are just too many things running around in my head. Everytime I try to form a coherent thought, it just slips through my fingers. Just like the way you did only a week ago.
Her hands were shaking, tears welled up in her eyes.
I read somewhere that love is being unselfishly selfish and selfishly unselfish and I can't help but agree with that. I would trade anything in the world to get you back again, even if that would mean I couldn't be there with you. I wouldn't do that, however, after all these years you deserve some of rest.
Her sight got blurry and she blinked. A big tear started rolling down her face.
You held my sky, you walked my hell, you battled my demons and my curses. Never wavering, never faltering, you were my rock, a steady sea. I can think of another hundred ways to say you were always there for me and my worries, however small or pointless they were.
The tear started to gain velocity, running down her face. But as he
We used to say that we would be alright as long as we were together. But we're not together anymore and I'm definitely not alright. I just want to assure you you that I will never stop loving you. I know you'd want me to move on and, maybe, the pain I feel will fade someday, but I will never forget you. I will never forget the blue birthday cakes and games of Capture the Flag and our underwater kisses. I will never forget how you drool in your sleep and how you never forget me. I will never forget your unconditional love. I guess what I'm trying to say is: I am forever in love you with you, Percy, my best friend, my love, my Seaweed Brain.
Until we meet again,
Your Wise Girl forever
A single tear dropped down on the page, smudging her forever.
So, apparently my mind is really pessimistic at night, because I wrote this in the middle of the night. While I had an important test the next morning… Yeah, not my smartest move. It's okay if you cried, I cried to myself writing it.
Anyway, let me know what you think. I really want to know how I can improve my writing and if I made any spelling mistakes, please let me know because english isn't my native language.
Edit: MyChildPercy asked if he dies or if they break up. He dies... Sorry.