Dear Luke,
I didn't come out of my room for two whole weeks following my little escape.
I sat thinking about you, more than I ever had. Thinking about all the times you and I laughed together, cried together, sang together, play fought together, loved together. I thought about every single little thing.
I came to the conclusion that you were never coming back to me, so I wanted to die.
I prepared everything for me to put myself out of my pathetic misery, the pills were sitting on the floor in front of where I lay watching them.
I took them in my hand, uncapped the bottle and lifted it to my mouth.
Goodbye, Luke. I fucking love you.
I wish you had of came back to me.I love you.
Love, Florence.
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Fanfiction❝Dear Luke, I wish things turned out differently, Luke. You have no idea how much I miss you. Love, Florence.❞ © QUEENARRY 2013...