Dear You,
Justin, I know that it's a bit too late but, Please.
I know, I sound desperate. I know, I'm probably annoying as hell. But please.
Please talk to me. Say the word and I'll let go. I promise.
I need a sign. Something.
Nothing too big. It can be one word for all I care.
Please? Tell me you hate me. Give me another chance. Hell, slap me. Show me something.
It doesn't have to be a letter.
Can can text me. Tweet me. Comment on my Instagram. But please, don't ignore me.
It hurts.
Like hell.
Love, Angela Patterson.
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Dear You, I Need You ||Justin Hills||
RomanceAngela emails, writes, leaves voicemail's, tweets, comment... anything. But it's always the same outcome. Then it all changes. One simple thing changes it all. Justin Hills, the famous bassist in the band Sleeping With Sirens, finds out secrets, li...
