First off, don't even ask me why I'm writing this, 'cause I sure as hell know that it's never gonna get to you.

I suppose it's more for my own piece of mind, than anything- someone to talk to and all that, even if it is only me bleeding my bloody heart out on a bit of paper.

There aren't too many people in here that are interested in talking to me- especially after they found out why I got sent down in the place.

It's almost laughable how they can accept the man in the cell next to me, a convicted murderer of two men, but then shun a guy who was just trying to save an innocent girl from a place she didn't belong in.

Still, that's life, isn't it?

They don't understand what happened, not really.

I don't think I want them to.

I'd rather spend the next few years alone than bond with these sick people, and have to pretend that you didn't really mean anything to me.

Because you did, Gem, you really meant a lot to me. You still do, and to be honest, I think that you always will.

There isn't an hour that goes by when I don't think of you. You're on my mind constantly- your beautiful eyes, the way you question everything and the way you held me that night after I had that nightmare, will be burned into my memories forever.

There are ways of forgetting about you, according to the prison counsellor. She said that if I picture you happy and healthy, in ten years time, with a...with-someone else, and a great job and an even greater life, I should be able to let you go.

But I can't.

Because when I try to picture you with someone else, I just see me instead.

I see me with you, as we grow together, going through the motions of a normal couple, just being together-physically, mentally and emotionally.

I see your smile as I kiss you, again and again, and hear our combined groans of pleasure as it leads to something more- something dangerous and sweet, electrifying and numbing. Love- not mindless sex that leads to nowhere.

I see me wanting you, forever. And having you, forever.

But most importantly, I see you wanting me back.

It's been my dream since you were thirteen, Gem. No amount of patronising prison counsellors and loathing gazes from other inmates can make me change that.

I don't see the problem, I really don't.

You will never meet another guy in your life quite like me.

Sure, there will be guys out there who are better looking than me, and there are definitely guys out there who are smarter than me.

But they won't love you the way I do.

They won't be capable of looking after you the way I did.

After all, there are not many men in the world who would be willing to devote years of their lives trying to save you from the stifling ways of the city.

We could have had it all, Gem, if that damn snake ruined it all.

We could have had somethin' truly beautiful.

But instead, I'm here and you're there, a thousand miles apart again.

Right back where we started.

I once thought nothing could ever tear us apart.

I guess I was wrong.


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