blush ; muke au

hey

michael,

it's our last day of school

our graduation

and honestly, i can't believe i made it through it all.

i joined this terribly frightening experience with many other adolescents, not knowing exactly what to expect but understanding that this was "it"

that my most memorable moments would be created within the walls of this school and the connections i make with my peers would be ones that may last a lifetime.

and god i hope that is true.

because michael

michael gordon clifford, i really cannot word my love for you. i just end up a blubbering mess.

the feelings i hold for you surpass anything the english language could possibly express.

but let me tell you this

my life was at a stalemate and you

you my sunshine

my world

you saved me, michael god, you fucking saved me.

i was broken.

i believed i was irreparable.

so thank you

thank you for not giving up

thank you for loving me

thank you for teaching me how to love myself.

the dictionary definition of school is:

noun

1.

an institution for educating children

the irony of this is that i learnt more from you.

i learnt about the world, love, humanity.

yes, this is extremely cheesy but you know what, i don't care.
i've never cared.
and now, somehow these notes about your blush have morphed into a fully fledged love letter.
how can they not? every time i write about you my mind turns into a hazy mess.
and i can't control it but then again i don't want too.
from,
your dork.

a/n
sorry for the late update guys :((
this is not over yet!! but the end is coming very very soon
btw i love reading your comments so if you enjoyed this update tell me!!
oh and check out my new fic (monday ; muke) thanks babe xo