“It’s like you created your own prison, and now you have to exist in it.”—Brian
Have you ever just like completely given up on someone and then something happens and you go, “Oh my God, there’s so much more to this person than I ever dreamed.”
Dear Angela,
I know in the past I’ve caused you pain, and I’m sorry. And I’ll
always be sorry, ‘til the day I die. And I hate this pen I’m holding,
because I should be holding you. I hate this paper under my hand, because
it isn’t you. I even hate this letter, because it’s not the whole…