December 23Dear Santa,
I don't want to say it was the best birthday ever. It wasn't a sad birthday, though, so it means a lot to me. I wanted to write about so many things, because I thought, writing it on a piece of paper, it would linger. It won't be forgotten. I can look back at it again and again to relive the moment. But I was too tired to even lift a pen.
Kai greeted me. A cake. I wanted to ask if it was his idea, but I couldn't.
He's giving me more reasons to go back soon.
Little did he know, he was enough.
But of course, I won't tell him that.
Why? I don't know. But it feels like it was the right thing to do.
What should I do? And what do I do with this foreign emotions?
M
BINABASA MO ANG
Dear Santa
Teen FictionAn Epistolary. 🎄 Dear Santa, I hate everybody Dearest, Me DEAR SANTA Started: 12/24/2022 Ended: 12/28/2022 © asperitty, 2022