September 29, 2022
Dear Rocco,
I still can't get Tuesday nights fight out of my head. I can't get over the fact that he talked to me the way he did and woke up Wednesday acting like nothing happened - something he has a bad habit of doing.
There's so much I could say back in the moment, things that are on the tip of my tongue, but I don't. But lately it's getting harder to hold back.
They say a girl falls in love with a guy that reminds her of her father, and I'm terrified to acknowledge that they might be right.
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A Little Girl's Best Friend
PoetryRocco is a bear that was named by someone who is really special to me. Writing letters to Rocco is my way of getting myself to open up about the harder times in my life that I wouldn't be able to talk to anyone about easily.
