(Day three of Phil being gone)
Dear Phil,
Hello there, my lion. I know you won't ever be able to read these, but I just can't find any other way to cope. My mum wants me to see a therapist but I keep shoving her away. I don't need one, Phil. No matter what my family says. I am fine.
How's your new life? Is it cold? Is it really as wonderful as everyone says it will be when we reach it? I bet you're talking to Abraham Lincoln drinking tea or something like that. Does he like tea? Is his hat really tall? Or are you talking to Grandma? How is she?
I ask too many questions, my lion.
Your mum and dad are really upset, Phil. I promised I'd call them every night while they cope but they won't answer me. I hope they will call back soon, I'm really worried about them. It's not just them either. My mum and dad are down, our friends, aunts and uncles, our fellow youtubers...
Our fans.
Phil, a lot of our fans deleted their YouTube channels..... their funny little edits. Tumblr and Instagram pages disappeared, fan groups closed, even comments on some of our older videos vanished. They are devastated.
Joey says hi. He's still trying to stay on the light side of things. He thought you were a really awesome friend. Remember those nights we used to go out with some other youtubers? I loved those and so did Joey. He started a video Hiatus because of you, Phil. Then there was Shane, who made a whole pie eating video dedicated to you. He's posting it on Thursday. Fans exploded onto my account with well wishes and mourning. They all miss you, Phil.
I better get going to bed. The sun disappeared a few hours ago. There's no reason to stay up anyways.
Goodnight, my lion.
Your Danny
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Stamps // phan
FanfictionDan takes up letter-writing to satisfy his empty hole for his lost love. ----- tw: death talk, ghosts/angels, suicide cover art by one-trash-god
