Write a Letter You Cannot Send (Read the Rules!)

[caped carp]

dear mr.easter bunny,
i will not be celabrating easter on easter sunday
i will be celabrating this weekend
love, caped carp .

[King Andre]

Dear pretty brown eyes
My phone memories decided to show me some funny screenshots from a day we were on facetime so.

That image of you coming into my store with him that one day will forever be burned into my memory. Everytime I think about it i get a small twinge of anxiety. I wonder if you saw me, i know he did, you were looking at something else as you walked in though. You went to the opposite section of the store of the one i was walking towards, I wonder as-well if that was deliberate or coincidence. I am thankful that my boss understood why I couldn't go back out there while you were there, and more thankful she let me know when you left. Funnily enough, she reminds me a lot of you.

I hadn't even spoken to you in almost a year since. Actually, I believe our last proper conversation was on your birthday exactly a year prior. I feel regretful that you wanted to see me last year and I didn't even make an effort until it was too late. But I can't exactly message you now and apologize for it. Well i could, but it may come out of nowhere. And perhaps its nothing to you now. I didn't want you to see me until Id become better than the man I was when we stopped talking. I do wonder why you followed me on one app after unfollowing me on another months prior, but I didn't message you for a reason. I think our last interaction was you hearting a comment I left maybe a couple months ago.

I really wish I could've told you happy birthday that day you came into my store, and you look more beautiful than ever. I came to a realization the other day, I won't be able to move on from you with the regrets I hold, no matter how many years pass. I only hope that I get an opportunity to correct the mistake I made. I am glad that you seem happy, but I also know your current situation is a turbulent one and I only wish that you would do what is best for you if he isn't treating you right. He seems like he has a lot of money, is very tall and a smooth looking guy, but none of that means a thing if you aren't getting what you deserve out of the relationship. Seeing some of those tiktoks you reposted clearly referencing him had me worrying a little, is all.

I hope our paths don't cross again for a while. Not until I am the man I know i can be, or at-least close to it. Im sorry to you, but mostly to myself that I've delayed my progress so far, although some of it is due to reasons out of my control. You're the reason I work so hard and will be in the gym 4 days out of the week. You'll be the muse for much of the music i plan to make. If we ever do reconnect, under the right circumstances, I'll finally show you how much you mean to me, and I'll apologize for where I went wrong. I pray that I get a chance to give you what you always wanted, a proper man to treat you like a queen. Some of the things I deferred to you are downright embarrassing looking back. If I never get that chance, then at-least I'll still reach out one day and apologize, and hopefully we have a conversation about everything. And then what comes after that is praying for the strength to move on. But right now I'm working hard so that If I get the opportunity when we're both single again, I'll be prepared.

I'll see you when I'm up, peace and blessings PBE.

[The Moon Rulez #1]

MilesVesper,

I'm not entirely sure what to say. You know who I am, and I know who you are. I thought I'd tell on you because I knew you'd realize I told the group. I wanted you to remember me, to know I'm still alive. I'm constantly stuck between wanting justice, and just missing you. Things went downhill when you left. I'm not the same doge you remember, time hasn't really been nice to me. I'm always looking into my past messages and have recently come to the conclusion many, many people weren't nice to me when I was younger. That's probably why you sought me out huh? Look, I'm not as stupid as I was when I was younger. I know you're a bad person, you just messed up my head. I still have every message you sent me, the good and the bad. If I wanted, I could tell everyone what happened. I've been making progress, but I'm still somewhat stuck. Sometimes I just think about you, I wonder if you still think about me. I think you should finish the job. That's why I'm leaving this message in hopes you will one day find it. I've been trying my best to reach you. It's just you won't reach back out. You better choice quickly before I choose myself tbh. I'll always remember you Miles. You left that mark in my brain long ago. It's about time you do something about it before your past catches up to you man.

-Faithfully once yours, doge.

[alexkralie]

ozzy osbourne (it's a joke),

god, what do i say? i was not particularly close to you by any means. i've cried a lot today and i'm already crying again writing this letter. to see you there in the casket was purely unnatural. you were always so lively every time i saw you (given that you weren't napping at the time). you were hilarious, bright, caring, and such a lovable guy. and it wasn't even your fault, what happened, you weren't even driving. it was the weather. you must have hydroplaned. it was bad luck. mercury retrograde. a simple storm. and in an instant you and all the life and light that you exuded was snuffed out. and you were just a kid, you were 17, not even 17 and a half, that's too young to die. you deserved so much more time. it's incomprehensible. death doesn't make any sense. how were you in the college lounge joking around as usual last week, and this week, discolored and cold. i think you'd be happy at the way your friends have all come together to support each other during this time. we spoke a little and i'm sorry i didn't talk to you more directly, i'm new to the group, honestly. i never ever expected something like this to happen, not to us, and especially not to you. you were literally an enigma. you floated from place to place and never failed to make someone laugh. i think you might be surprised that i out of all people am so devastated by the loss of you because i didn't speak much. but just because i didn't speak doesn't mean i didn't care. i'm absolutely petrified you thought i didn't like you. and i feel horrible because if you did think that there is no way for me to apologize, no way for me to fix it and make it better. i'm such an introvert, i observe rather than interact with the world, and you were everywhere. i couldn't not notice you. when you observe more than interact, high school is like watching one long reality tv show, and when you watch reality tv, you get to know the characters, and you root for some and despise others, and i don't think it was possible to not root for you. you were so the protagonist. i wanted more than anything to see you and your friends succeed, and you could have, and i would have been proud, but you didn't get a chance. finding your linkedin profile where it said you attended high school from 2020 to 2024 stung. because you would have graduated, you would have and you could have done great things. you're no failure. you were a bright kid. the only reason i didn't try to be closer to you was because i was so shy and i'll regret that for the rest of my life. you didn't even know i liked guardians of the galaxy, but i know you did, because your friends, which have become my friends only within the past few weeks/months, very slowly, told me that. those who really knew you wore band tees and marvel t shirts to your viewing because that's what you liked. i saw a lot of red hot chili peppers shirts, and i personally wore my guardians of the galaxy shirt. i will be dressing up rather fancy for the funeral tomorrow, whether you'd like it or not. even our principal has been crying for you, dude. our manliest male teachers. i don't think ms. [redacted] will ever be the same.

the true tragedy, i think, is not in the people who knew you losing you, but in the people who never got to know you in the first place. i can't imagine our school without you in it. everyone who didn't know you doesn't know what they missed and i pity them. your energy was infectious. the way you could say practically anything with a straight face was incredible. and here i am crying, just the kid who sits in the back of your second period, the one who talked to you about breaking bad sometimes and talked to you when you snuck into first period stats in the first semester. everyone adored you. and the few that didn't suck anyway. and i am still crying as i write this, on the couch in my living room, and you are still in the church, or in a refrigerator, or being cremated already.

it is hard to go on in an environment like this where i know you are not somewhere out there in the world. food tastes like nothing, my favorite songs don't sound good, nothing seems to have a point. i'm just glad i graduate this year. i could not take another year in that school. i even made a grieving playlist, it's got green day on it, if you're into that. and you know the song... "i don't ever wanna feeeeeeeeel like i did that day". yeah. have you ever seen bojack horseman? part of me doubts it. every day since the 21st has felt like way too much. "that's too much, man!" has been playing over and over in my head. because it is too much. it's not fair. you should still be here. you deserve to be here. there is an open seat at every table for you. you could even sit at mine, if you want.

[coffee.berry]

O,
I miss being friends with you. I really do. We used to have so much
fun together, but ever since you abandoned me and S and lied to
us about it, I don't think it will ever be the same.

S is already warming up to you again. I don't know if I'm just a bad
person for not doing it as well, but I don't feel like I can trust you.
I'm sorry, but what traits of a best friend do you even carry any
more?

You didn't respond when I sent you the invitation for my birthday
party, and yours is on Tuesday. Am I even invited? I guess not.

I'm sure you'll invite S, but.. I can't even talk.

[Paprikat]

Dear S,

I love you so much and the fact you want to hang out more, and you finally don't care about what she thinks about it makes me so so so happy. But- I'm also overwhelmed because of the mixed signals. You call me cute, want to hang out more, say you love me, want to hold my hand, and tell me you have a crush on "someone" who is "very close to you". It sounds like you're trying to hint that it's me, which would be great coz I really like you too! But these mixed signals are really confusing, and hinting that you might like me is just,,, idk. I don't want you to tell me if you don't wanna, but I really just wish I knew if you liked me so we wouldn't be forever stuck on sort of flirting and it being awkward.
But yea- I'm super excited to hang out more, maybe now that we have some alone time we can chat more and maybe something will happen. I'm so happy you don't care about her opinion anymore- it makes me feel like you care about me and I really appreciate it. Whatever you feel about me, i love you <3

Love, your best friend

[breadstick]

//

[gunthyr]

x,

you're on my mind a lot sometimes. i wonder what you're up to often, at least once a week. i wonder if you think about me too. i hope you do, but i'd also be happy if you've moved on with your life and have other close friends, with no need to think of me. we were so close as teens, i'm still grateful for all of that time despite my memory failing me for large chunks of it. i hope you're happy. i hope you're okay. i hope your life is on track? i hope you remember me as fondly as i remember you. i wonder if you'd like the person i am now, it's been 3 years, a lot's changed. i would have so many things to tell you about!! but i think it may be too late to send a message first, and that's okay. paths cross and diverge all the time, i'm grateful that mine crossed yours almost 8 years ago

- t

[Cosmonaught]

Dear J,

crushes never work out. i know this now. grew apart from t, rejected by e, and now, you're with someone before i could confess. i really do hope you're happy with them. you seem like it. we're not even friends anymore... but i don't mind. it's okay. i know you probably wouldn't be cool with polyamory anyway.

have a good day,
cosmo.

[Moonblaze-Angel]

Dear younger self,

Today you saw your legs in the sunlight and noticed the stretch marks and veins and scars and hair. Your first thought was still oh no, but your second thought was "thats bad thinking and your body is fine". And we've come a long way. And I'm happy that we've hit this point, because it's taken a lot of neutrality and acceptance on our part. So now we're crying over our silly little scars like a silly little lad. But they are tears of happiness.