My darling –
Your letter distresses me.
How could you think after all the years I've spent with you, that I don't love you? You're the only one who understands me, who takes me for what I am without any question. You love me despite the way I've been conditioned to be. You're the one who keeps me alive. Every time you come to me, you make me more real. You make me the unlikely hero. I can't do that on my own, no matter how many times I try.
You know it's hard for me – how I'm expected to act each and every day. My persona is what first attracted you. Don't you remember? And it's what kept you coming back, among other more intimate things. But you know that persona is a mask I secretly hate. But I'm caught. There's no other way for me to be. This is what I am. You said you understood.
You know what we shared. You were happy, you were. Come back to me.
I realize now that I should have told you, told you every day damn day how much you mean to me. Please, let me love you.
Don't leave me.
Your Draco
p.s. Who is this Edward? How long has this been going on? I've been your constant companion. When could you possibly have found the time to come to love him and so quickly?
