Dear Rowan,
I dreamt of you and as you sat next to me in class today, I couldn't get you out of my head. We were dancing. You were crying and laughing while we spun around on your living room floor to your favorite song. I wish it were real.. But the fact that it isn't is starting to hurt.
YOU ARE READING
Dear, Rowan.
Romanceto the short girl that i've shared everything with and that i love more than the whole world.
