sweet//cameron dallas

dear cameron

dear cameron,
Last night, I spent the whole night sitting in the shower, running my hands through my hair. I miss you. I miss you so much. I want to be able to touch you again, feel your lips against mine. I want to go back to your house and frame more pictures of you and I. I miss Nash. I miss his gentleness towards me. He was so sweet. You've probably moved on from me already, but I haven't moved on from you. I know that I said I did, but I was lying. I can't forget you. I can't just leave you. Gregg was out at a party last night, and so was Olivia. He came back drunk, and wanted to have sex. I said no, and he was so angry. His mom yelled at him, and now he is grounded for a month. Cameron, I don't know how much I can hide behind the smile plastered on my face every second of every day. I am slit my own throat in love with you. And if I don't see you soon, I think I'll have to kill myself.
I'm in need of your kisses.
tender, love, and care,
                           Rebecca