thewatchmaker: (Lydia/Sylar)
Dear Lydia,

I didn’t know what to make of you when I finally saw you through my own eyes. I was so broken when I met you. Those first few hours at the carnival I was lost. I couldn’t remember who I was, and Nathan’s memories were so strong. He was the one who knew what to do with you, how to act, how to flirt, how to be a bad boy as Edgar called me.

The real me, I wouldn’t have known what to do. Gabriel would have stammered and blushed until he fainted. He didn’t have a clue about girls, and a beautiful woman like you would have scared him to death.

Me, Sylar, I’d have frozen up too. I didn’t have a lot of experience. I still don’t. But you helped me find myself. You weren’t the whore – and I hate to use that word – that Samuel treated you like. You came with me because you wanted to, not because he forced you. I know that now, because I was healed by you.

I think about you often. I miss you so very much. You honestly did ruin me for all other women. There will never be another like you.

All my love,
Sylar

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