Dear Jimmy,
"If I could kill two people in this school, Luke, I would kill you and then I would kill myself," That's what Michael said to me after several attempts to get him talking. I asked him why after.
For a moment he looked me in the eyes, and his whole facade dropped. His eyes went from the dark, brooding green eyes that I love to a new, beautiful, pain drenched light green that I pray I will one day see again.
I thought he was going to tell me everything, just give up and fall into my arms. I wanted to be the one to catch him.
"Because you're the only person I hate enough to kill, Lucas"
He didn't fall into my arms crying for my comfort, he reassured me that he wants me dead. I want me dead too right now.
I'm only staying alive in hopes that one day Michael will turn around and instead of spitting insults at me he'll hug me and tell me he loves me. I'm still around in hopes that maybe I'm special.
He's so fucking special, I wish I was special.
Sincerely yours,
Luke.
