Dear Eleven,
How much longer do you think I will have to live like this?
I seriously thought my life was all flower beds and sunshine until I got my heart broken at the age of sixteen. And it's not mending, Eleven, even if I tell myself again and again that life goes on and you were just a tiny part of it- it doesn't help.
Whenever I look at you talking to her, there's only one thing that crosses my mind: I am still not enough.
I thought I was the queen until I realised that I was just like everyone else. A stupid stupid girl who knew nothing better than fall in love with someone who wouldn't take notice of her.
When was the last time I lived like this?
Love,
Venus
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The Letters to Eleven
Romance"The Letters to Eleven" is a write-up reeking of childish pining, young love and unrequited feelings. A documentary of sorts, that belongs to Venus, which consists of numerous informal letters addressed to her prince charming, Eleven, but never sen...
