To the girl on Wattpad, we met a couple months ago - although I feel as if I've known you for years.
I commented on your story, which I found genius. Soon little messages became more, and we got to know each other.
We're more similar than we know, that's for sure. But I really like talking to you, because I feel like you're the only one I can talk to. I hope that doesn't freak you out, and I'm constantly thinking: "well shit, what if she doesn't like me?"
But then I think, I can't stop what you think of me. But instead I can look at the fact that we can talk to each other freely.
Oh everyday, I begin to think. And wonder. And hope. That maybe one day, we can actually meet and hug and gossip and cry and laugh and get in trouble together and get out of trouble together and... i think you get the point..
So - to something that could become the best thing that's ever happened to us before. (:
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