Fic: Dear Andre
It's been a few months, hasn't it? Yet, it feels like it was only yesterday that you left so suddenly, the wound still fresh in my heart. Who would've thought we would make it that far, my love? Who would've thought that what we had would blossom in such a wondrous, beautiful way
No one, not even me- and I still curse myself for letting so much time go by, so much time we could've spent together, reveling in the warmth of our love
but I had been too stubborn, too blind to your undying devotion
My sweet Andre, you were ever so forgiving. You never held that against me and instead wrapped me tenderly in your arms, whispering sweet nothings in my ear, sweet words that were so sincere and heartfelt it touched me in the deepest part of my soul, made me feel loved and protected
like a true woman.
It was something I didn't know I needed, but I did ever so desperately and only you could have awakened that in me.
But we got ripped from that didn't we? We