Dear Hayes • h.g

Letter Five; June 8

Dear Hayes,

Last time I wrote it was my birthday, now it's yours. Your big 15 years, I used to always make fun of you being younger then me.

You invited me to your party, it was fun. Everyone left at 10 and I stayed until midnight. Little did I know, that was an eventful midnight.

We were laying down on your bed cuddling, and the next minute your soft, plump lips were gently placed on mine.

Sadly, I pulled away and ran home. If you're reading this Hayes, I loved the kiss and more importantly, YOU.

When I got home my mom beat me, I guess I'll have to use more makeup now.

-Maih ✧