Dear, Tom Riddle.
I found my ring that you always wore on your desk this morning. I took it and I hope you noticed it too. But I guess there's more things that your worried about. Your worried about that boy who destroyed you, Harry Potter. I'm almost happy the boy destroyed you then. I'm almost happy that you were gone. I'm also almost feeling stupid for wishing you came back. You don't notice me like you used to. And I think I should just finally leave you be.
From, the girl who's losing all hope.
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Dear, Tom Riddle.
FanfictionDear, Tom Riddle. I miss you so much it kills me almost. It literally kills me, although I can't die. I've been going over to your place, I don't know why. Maybe in hopes to see you. It's stupid I know. But I certainly miss you. I wish you could co...
