Ch. 2
I had been here for a year; I thought I had gotten over him. I was wrong. I put all my thoughts, feelings and emotions into a letter that I would never send.
Dear Danny,
I've been in denial for about a year, but I've come to terms with the fact that I think I love you. I'm having dreams about you again, which is a good sign that this is real. I fell asleep today and I had a dream about you; this is the only dream I can remember the start of.
The black veil which I usually sleep in flashes to life; mom tells me to bring mattresses and pillows downstairs and to call my friends Annabeth and Luna to stay the night. I realize that you are in town and invite you too. I plan to tell you that I love you when you arrive. Annabeth and Luna show up at my home before you do. Telling you that I love you is perfectly easy. You tell me that you have loved me in silence for a while now. We share our first kiss as a couple; I fall asleep in your arms. We wake up and go to the zoo. You give me kisses and hugs. You walk with me and never leave my side. I ride on your shoulders. You are so wonderful to me. The feeling of being in love with you is strongly apparent in my time with you. You like my friends, they like you; for once in our lives, my parents like you too. Everybody is happy. I am rudely awoken by my blaring alarm.
I'm sorry I ran away from what I feel for you. I'm sorry I left Amity Park at all. I don't know what I'm doing here. I'm so sorry I didn't have the courage to tell you; I was just 13 when I started loving you. I'm sorry that I'm a coward. I'm sorry I regret the decision to come here. I'm sorry for missing you, all of you. I love you. I'm sorry I don't want to love you. I miss you. I will probably never tell you, and I will probably always regret that. I'll never, ever forget you.
-Sam
"I'd go back in time and change this, but I can't."