â FROM ANNIE, YOU KNOW THE GAME.
â letter meme. / @prayrite
my dear eurydice,
it must be strange to write a letter to someone who will never see it. i wouldnât know where you are, anyway.  you must be happy.  i hope that you are because you deserve that, no matter who itâs with.
youâve been on my mind recently. there was a conversation about first loves and they asked me...i blanked. but now?  now i know.  there was a time where we were together and it began to rain heavily. instead of running, you stood there, laughing.  it was the freest iâd ever seen you.  i donât know if it was love--it felt deeper than that. reverence, perhaps.
it has to be foolish to keep thinking that iâd see you again, to think that i could ever have the chance. you were my person, once, and i needed that.  what i mean is: i want you by my side again.  everything is too quiet without you. i hope that somehow, somewhere deep inside you, youâd remember me again.  all i can do is hope.
yours eternally,
orpheus














