I don't own these beautiful people (for very good reason!). This is just something I wrote at 2 am. It's based off this video: /watch?v=HVTJE4sg_rU . Enjoy!
I can't do this anymore. I can't stay here and watch him be with her. I wanted him to be mine but he wanted to be hers. So that's it, I'm leaving. My bags are packed, my cheeks are tear-stained, I've written my letter to him. So, all I need to do is write my letter to her. I sit down with my pen in my hand and the blank slip of paper in front of me.
I know he will have read his letter before you read this. Please, don't be angry at me. I just couldn't stay anymore. I couldn't watch him love you like he could never love me. Don't be angry or blame yourself. If anything, it's my fault for letting my hopes and imagination take over. He's going to need a lot of caring for now, so please be there for him. He is perfect. You are beautiful, clever, witty, and everything I am not. He deserves to love you and deserves your love in return. Hold him, kiss him, be by his side at whatever the cost. Give him all of your love. Because if you hurt him and break his precious heart, you will have me to answer to.
I ask you to look into his eyes next time you see him and realise just HOW lucky you are to be loved by him.
I'm sorry,
~Dan
I gently fold the paper over and slip it inside the envelope. I place in next to the other one, grab my bags off the floor, and with one final movement to brush away a tear, I leave.
Hours later, Phil and his girlfriend Sarah return to an empty flat. They spot the two envelopes on the side of the coffee table. One addressed to Phil and the other to Sarah. Both names are written in Dan's rough yet elegant handwriting. They both took their own letters, opened them, and began to read.
After the words had been read, nothing was the same again.
Dan never returned.
Phil felt like he had lost the other half of him; the half that could never be replaced.
And Sarah realised, as she looked into Phil's bright blue, hurt filled eyes, that she had found the most beautiful love, but broken the most beautiful friendship. And she never forgave herself for it.