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Remember my other fanfic, or my fuck-youfic? Yeah, this is the sequel to it. The memories were from Sam;s point of view, as she remembered the memories. HOWEVER, this is just a simple little poem that Danny gives... ok, i've said too much already. I'll just let you get on with the story.

Enjoy my pretty's! :3

"Sam!" i called out to Sam, but she just kept walking. She wouldn't talk to me anymore, not since i broke her heart.

Ugh. I thought to myself. I cant stand this. Ti killed me every time she tried to walk away from me, every time i saw her and she completely ignored me. This is why i had hiddem my feelings for her for so long, because i knew that if we broke up shed be exactly like this. She talked to me if we were with Tucker, but now i didn't really mean anything to her but a broken memory.

I had only ever wanted to be hers. But i ruined verything, because of my big mouth and what i thought would be best for her.

Too mnay times, i had seen her become so close to being killed, and multiple ghosts had made threats against her in order for em to not hurt them, but suck them into the Fenton Thermos to be returned to the ghost zone.

I just couldn't stand the thought of her getting hurt. And i only realised now that i had hurt her so much more. And i hated myself every second of every single minute of every single hour of every singe day.

I felt like killing myself.

There was no way i could ever explain to her how i felt though. And how much i still cared for her.

So, i decided that i would write her a poem. I had English next, and Mr. Lancer wasn't here today, so i was sure that our sub wouldn't mind.

I walked off to English in a daze, only thinking about what i was rying to say.

Sam POV

I don't know why he did it. Tried to talk to me. I mean, if we're with Tucker, i am kinda forced to, coz when me and Danny broke up, Tucker made me promise that i wouldn't lose him as a friend, and that we had to be friends still. I don't know how i could, when every time i saw him, i wanted to cut. I closed my eyes and begun spinning the numbers to my locker, ready to slam my head in it. I didn't really care what anyone thought, it was my life, and not theirs.

I opened my locker, and a piece of paper slipped out.

It said Sam it what looked to be Danny's writing, btu there was something off about it.

Dear Sam.

I didn't know how to say what i wanted to say, and this was all i could come up with. I meant it when i said i still want to be friends with you.

So here it goes.

Your heart was bleeding, but i'm no doctor

i didnt know how to fix the pain.

I dont know how to stitch your heart back together

i couldn't stand here and watch you in pain.

Pain that i caused.

And now, as you erupt in flames

all i can say is sorry.

Sorry i ever loved you.

Because, with every flame

that scars my brain

i know in the end

i did this to you.

I'm so extremely sorry. Please forgive me.

Danny.

Oooh! I'm such a bitch, cliffhanger! :3

R&R. Hope you liked it! :3

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Love yous :3