Dear you,
You asked me once if I believed in destiny.
I said in a letter that I don't.
I think I've changed my mind.
You came today. You came to see me.
We caught up a bit. We didn't bring back painful memories.
You're still here, actually.
You're watching me write this with those beautiful pale eyes. I'll give you the box after this.
All of the letters are dated from the past seven years so you can read them in order.
Come back to me, okay? Don't just vanish after this again.
If you ever return, you know where to find me.
Letter 6,789.
Are you near me? Can you hear me?
Will we collide again?
Maybe someday.
Love, me
YOU ARE READING
Maybe Someday
SonstigesA 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.
