silverhellcat

"They say," a pale hand wrote, across a crimson stained paper, "that I am obsessed with you. They suggested that I write you this letter. I wish, that it wouldn't have ended, that I was still with you, but that wasn't my fate. I must ask you not to tell anyone about this letter and its contents, for if you mention it, I  shall die, although in a way, I already have. You have driven me to death, yet I have survived, although I am not the same person I was before my death. Before, I was a loner, never trusting anyone, not even you, my darling faerie, but now, well I'm still alone but I am surrounded by people who are like me. They have allowed