Maybe I should just get to the point and text you.
Maybe it'd be a good idea.
Or a really bad one.
I don't know Ryan.
All I know is that I love you.
And I can't give up on that.
Because when you have something like what he had...
It doesn't really disappear.
YOU ARE READING
dear ryan
Teen Fictiona collection of letters, poems, and rants, to the boy I love, the boy who broke my heart
