THE LETTER- written by Rupert Friend himself
âCarrie - I guess Iâm done and we never happened. Iâm not one for words but they are coming now.
I donât believe in fate, or destiny or horoscopes but I canât say Iâm not surprised things turned out this way. I always felt there was something kinda pulling me back to darkness, does that make sense? But I wasnât allowed a real life or a real love - that was for normal people.
With you I thought, ah maybe, just maybe but I know now that was a false glimmer. Iâm used to those, they happen all the time in the desert but this one got to me and hereâs the thing, this death, this end of me is exactly what shouldâve happened. I wanted the darkness, I fuckinâ asked for it.
It has me now so donât put a star on the wall for me, donât say some dumb speech just think of me as a light on the headlands, a beacon steering you clear of the rocks.
I loved you.
Yours for always now - Quinnâ














