July 12th, 2015
Dear Future Lover,
I wonder who you are... After all, I haven't met you yet... But I hope that when I do meet you, I'll know. I'll know it's you. But, hey, even if I don't know right away... At least now you know that I know, right?
I want you to know something: I love you. If you are reading this because I wanted you to, I truly love you, and I want you to know that; even if in the end you break my heart into a thousand pieces, I love you.
Also, I'd like to know something: are you who I think you're going to be? Are you the person that I think I love right now? If you don't know who that is, it's a boy who lives a few streets away from me. I live on North Fourth Street, and he lives on Maple Avenue. We both know where the other lives, because he always walks me home from school, and once he brought me home with him. We're best friends. And God, do I love him. I know, it's silly. I'm only twelve, after all...
Oh, and my name? My name is Angel, and the boy I think you may be? Jonah.
Love,
Angel. <3
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Dear Future Lover
Storie d'amoreA young girl named Angel Rose writes to no one in specific, planning to give said letters to whomever she falls in love with, and thinks is "The One". Question is: Who is her "Future Lover"? COMPLETED
