Dear Emma,
One night I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to see you. It was 3:00am in the morning. I must have been crazy in love to do this. I grabbed on my hoodie and just kept on my pajama pants. I slipped on my shoes and silently went out the front door determined. You had snuck up on me once, so maybe I could too. I saw your window and looked inside. You were awake with the lights on laying on your bed in a fertile position. Every few seconds you would sob silently and then scream. It had know been three months. I had never seen you more depressed. I was so glad I got to see your face. I wanted to see you and tell you every thing was okay. So I knocked on the window lightly. You turned and looked at me. At first you had a look of fear and I was scared you would sent me away. Then, you smiled. Every inch of fear or pain I have ever had melted away because of you. Your smile was the fire and my soul and depressed mood was the ice you mended. You opened the window and let me in. "Will, I'm so sorry about...about everything. I can't believe I did that to...", I interrupted your rambling and kissed you for awhile. It was my favorite kiss I had ever had with you. After that we sat down on your bed and talked about our broken lives . "It is my turn to take you on an adventure know", I said. We went to the lake. The one where we used to swim in when we were little. The one were I wrote all my secret love notes to you by it. We sat on the rocks by the river and just held hands. Just stayed like that for awhile listening to the continuous sound of birds chirping with our hands linked together.
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Dear Emma
Short StoryA bunch of letters sent to a girl who I once thought I wouldn't have a chance with. ..... * Sorry, this story is not completely edited, but I'm working on it. * Hey everybody I want to inform you that I wrote this about two to three years ago so it...