(oof-yeah you really did-if only cuz he looks like a lunarrrr-)
My darling prince,
Yours. I keep stumbling over this word, coming back to it. "It felt as if I belonged to you....". I did. I did belong to you-I was so completely enraptured, each and every waking moment-my thoughts were only of you...and now here I am with a scrambled mind and too much to even try to comprehend, and all I can think of is returning to that time...Yours. I WANT to be yours. I want to belong to you again-but I can't-I know I can't-SHE'D never let me, even if I could drop my inhibitions....I-it can't be...I'm not perfect. I'm not-I know I'm not. I'm awful....I'm awful and cruel and thoroughly unworthy of love. You only yearn for what I once was-you love the me you knew-as a friend at the very least....but I'm not that person. I don't know who I am anymore...yours. Yours, yours, yours, yours, yours, GODS I love the feeling of that word-
Varian.