Dear you,
I thought I saw you today. At the grocery store. You- well, not you- were in the dairy aisle, but you turned around, and, well, I guess it was at that point when I realized that our story has gone on too long.
This is starting to interfere with my life, you know. I don't know many people anymore. Did you want that to happen?
Oh, and this is letter 260? 270?
Somewhere around there.
Love, me
YOU ARE READING
Maybe Someday
RandomA 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.
