a/n: this is inspired by the book i'm working on. i'm hoping to add this to the end or maybe just leave it here. i know it sounds random, but it’ll make sense in time lol. it’s roughly based on something one of my main characters would say. enjoyyy:)
you see dear reader, it was never about what my father thought. it was never about what my mother thought. it was never about what anyone in my goddamn family thought; it was you.
the only person who truly had an input on my life was you. so i ask of you, with all my heart....don’t let the story end here. i want so much more and yet here i stand, merely words on a page. i am nothing but a character in someone’s story as they type away at their keyboard or scribble down on some paper.
i am not real, yet you want me to be so badly. you want me to be real. in some ways, i guess i am. i suppose anything can be real if you try hard enough. surely you understand that you could never physically touch me, but there is no harm in that. there is no harm in believing in something you cannot see or touch, right?
that is for you to decide.
a lot is for you to decide, dear reader. so much and yet so little is up to you. i suppose that’s where fate comes in, huh? my fate was predetermined since the beginning and yet yours is ever changing. you can have dreams and aspirations and strive to reach them all. the only thing stopping you...is you.
please don’t make my mistakes. that is all i ask of you. you know i never say please, dear reader, so i think that gives you all you need to know. don’t follow the same path i did- for it is a dark and lonely one. you are already aware of that, though.
go on your way now. the pages are dwindling down. i can’t keep you forever, but that doesn’t mean the same for you. place me on your shelf. dust me off every once and awhile. i’m not going anywhere.
don’t forget me, dear reader. i shall be waiting.
