Dear Rowan,
A frown sat on your face today. I dreaded it. The way your eyes drooped and the way your lip would quiver when someone asked when you were sad. I hated it. You're too sweet to be crying. I should've come to you, but I didn't. He beat me to it.
YOU ARE READING
Dear, Rowan.
Romanceto the short girl that i've shared everything with and that i love more than the whole world.
