Dear you,
By letter number fifty, I'm starting to lose hope. I feel as though they're getting shorter and shorter. The letters, I mean.
I guess I just don't have anything else to say.
Love, me
YOU ARE READING
Maybe Someday
AcakA series of letters from a past lover to another. This story was written for the 2015 Writing Games as hosted on Pinterest. All credits to me, Mikayla Holmes.
